The most confused we ever get is when we try to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.
We build up walls
We block out memories
and all for the sake of avoiding pain.
We seek the easy road
and avoid love.
We hide in our pride and our strengths
Because our love is our weakness
Our love is our fear.
We bleed so that something other than fear rushes out
We cry so we can wash away the guilt we feel
We run towards safety
yet sulk in shadows of our lies
Our lies become reality
Our love becomes hatred
and our happiness becomes our hell
Society dictates what we can and cannot do
Media shows us that "feeling" is awful
and we cement our hearts behind a wall of lies
so that we do not have to face the darkness that love brings.
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This is really good. Very well written.Great job.
Such tortured sentiments.
Sadly that is about where I am at
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