Self-Destruct

I get wrapped up in my head.

Suffocated by the thoughts that live there

forgetting how to be myself.

Even if only for a moment I drown in worry…

regret…

uncertainty…

 

But the thing is I always come back.

Less confident for a time, horrified that the world will see nothing.

Nothing but a girl controlled by the ever present urge

to destroy her own happiness.

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