I just want to scream.
The fear of falling,
Hard.
Breaking into very little pieces.
Tears rolling down my cheeks.
Like a mudslide,
Thundering its way down a hill.
My imperfections,
My best friends,
My trusted ones.
The only thing thats always there,
Even when I don't want it to be.
I am gone.
Lost in this microcosm,
This unknown sanctuary.
Where your insecurities occupy your mind.
Locked up and held back.
No liberation,
No Strength,
No will to move.
Just wanting to scream.
Wanting to cry my eyes out.
Shout till my voice is gone.
Till everyone in this desolate world would listen.
Until the point where there is nothing left to do,
But to sit.
Sit and wait till the rain comes and cleanses me.
To clean me and rid me of this pain.
The imperfections that holds me back.
Where is the hope for that rain?
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