Confession #04

I hate being alive. All the pain I’ve gone through feels so much that I’m impressed I lived this long but always searching for it like a moth to a flame. Why did all this happened to me? Is it because I deserve to be mistreated? Is it because I don’t deserve to be happy? Maybe I’m nothing but a wasted space that no one wants to be with. Am I good enough? Smart enough? What am I? And who should I become?

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Confession #03

I feel like my emotions shut down. It’s like I can’t feel anything until I read a piece of poetry or watching a clip that explains everything I am actually feeling. That is when my emotions finally shows and it feels both a good release and sad. Now my emotions is riding underneath the surface and not wanting to show until someone angers me. I’m trying to remain calm while focusing on myself.