The Lies We Tell Ourselves
The Truths We Don't Want Brought To Light
“I want someone to see me for me, not as something broken, in need of fixing. Cause if we are being honest. . . No one is completely whole.”
I will write and write
Until my hands are raw
Until they are bleeding with the truth that I cannot deny
It never looks the same to others as it does to me
They see a hobby
I see a method of survival
Preservation
I am okay
I repeat those three words over and over
If I say it enough it will be real
Right?
I choose to not figure out the answer
The definition of insanity is to do the same thing
Over and over again
Expecting a different result
I am literally insane
What do I do instead of dealing with the emotional baggage
Instead of sitting down and talking it out
Instead of trying to move forward with my life
Instead of trying to do anything differently
I just do the same thing
Go through day after day
Trying to find a purpose
But at the end of it all
It is not worth it
If we truthfully think that the next step to life after death is
Oblivion
Nothing
You are just a forgotten memory
Than what is the point of a life of pain
A life where we try to fight for a future
Why do we try to climb so high
Thinking that if we are popular enough
Rich enough
Loved enough
Death is conquered
If we are just a memory, aren't all of us just broken with no hope
No way to be fixed
About the Creator
Maya Papaya
A creative at heart but a squirrel for a brain. Making the actual completion of anything is yet to be determined 😂
I am a content creator, writer, and world traveler (still getting to the last part)
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