When all you have ever known is chaos.
When all you’ve ever known is a world upside down.
Full of small battles inside your head.
Self-hatred a ruler amongst tranquility.
Trials and tribulations too many to count.
Like suffocating under the impossible pressure.
Life’s wicked games.
Harsh realities like a razor’s edge.
Elegant falsehoods.
Lies like cheap whiskey burning going down.
Each broken relationship a reminder.
The excruciating pain a familiar friend.
Mistakes digging into you.
Like handcuffs placed upon your wrists.
Preconceived opinions painting a picture.
Each brush stroke like another push closer to the edge.
Peace feels foreign.
About the Creator
Christina Oswald
Experiences in life have helped to mold the person that I am. Is she perfect, most definitely not. Both the good and the bad times have fuled my passions in life.
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