This voice. This is madness, isn’t it? Sense niggles, though logic is lost I can hear its cries But it shouts louder And it won’t let go All these unheard echoes That haunt my head I give in for a little while And it eases…for a little while So I slip my mask back on … More Voice
She wanted to confess To tell him so badly But the words were stuck Like toffee in teeth And she could feel them Festering there Peeling back the enamel Rotting into gum Yet she could not admit Could not spit them out Because the words were worse Too unimaginable Unbearable And a rotting tooth Is … More Her rotting teeth
She was so hyper aware of what others thought, so fixated on their opinions, that she found herself wondering how should she be acting? She was a sensitive soul, crying at sad films, books, even little looks she thought might be off. But this was something she’d barely shed a tear for. It wasn’t that … More Expectations and no control
I walk slower now After what you said to me Wish I didn’t care
Your imperfections are completely and utterly perfect.