I've been waiting to post. I wanted my next post to be cheerful. I wanted it to be brighter than the last. But I don’t want to put on a front. I don't want to lie.
I was finally starting to feel better. I could sense the surface. Then suddenly I was forced back down by throw-away lines.
I know logically that I'm tired and sensitive. I know I just need to go to sleep. But emotionally, I wish people knew what their words meant. I wish I could show people the girl frozen, crying in her room.
I'll sleep and forget. Forget the pain I put myself through.
Short poem - Phoenix
Every day I smile
Because despite attempts
To push me down
I defiantly resume
And rise anew
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