Who's idea was it?
To ticks all the list of her traumatic event,
The Subject
The Inducer
Them behind the reasoning of the how's
Lead her broken state
And decided, this is it.
Just to make herself feel again?
To not living a shadow
That time you were numb
But the numbness made you dumb
It was all a rush decision
What?
To challenge yourself?
To test the water?
Funny
Cause you yourself know you ain't ready
But you see the state of your home
Look at the mess of yourself
Is it because you feel bad?
Or just that, you want to do something?
You lost in touch with reality by hiding so long
So you took the advice from that one person
Who said,
"To overcome meaning to fight it first, how will you overcome it if you keep hiding yourself and running away? Face it! Head on! By practice it'll be gone."
You follow, and now everything's a blow
You're weak, and they're smashing you from every direction exist
You are an idiot, for letting this happens to you
Might as well destroy it all
Do you see it now? The ruins?
How your body is spent but the fight is still running?
Will you make it out alive this time?
Now, you've learned the time to stop
But the risk is high to let go
You cannot just go with the flow
Cause there's no more flow
Just ballistic
Can life just let me go?
I'll obediently follow
- Author: ayatocka (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 28th, 2023 04:04
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 2
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