Suppression is not an easy feat but it seems I have mastered this ability well.
Head up, smile on, exude some sense of well-being
...rinse and repeat. If I miss a step, I’ll become that vulnerable girl;
I can’t be that girl. There is an overwhelming feeling of numbness permeating through my body; if only tears would come to wash away the hurt I no longer seem to endure. This path is leading me to a destiny of solitude; I need to relinquish the wall that never seems to collapse.
A life full of constant disappointment in humanity has jaded me.
I love but when the slightest taste of love convolutes my life,
I instantaneously evade the affect. How can I feel deserving of something so omnipotent when I continuously afflict the people around me for no reason other than because I am fearful.
I want to be better,
I want to love without apprehension,
I want to become the woman I know I can be but most of all,
I want to believe in life again.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life you were waiting for this moment to arise.
