There are secrets we keep, even from ourselves. That we’re actually afraid, that we’re unhappy with the way things are, that we’re filled with a thirst of something more.
We deny the things we want out of uncertainty. We cling to the safe and sound.
Facing who we are in the mirror is a struggle. There’s a certain feeling of unrequitedness that hangs over our hearts.
What we want, doesn’t want us. What we feel isn’t returned. What we crave is to be free of the burden, what we get is more pain.
The secrets we keep the most are the ones about what we can’t deter.
There’s a yearning that comes with this feeling: it’s to be found out.
We want the secret to be revealed. We don’t want to deny it. We want the heaviness to be lifted with a cloud of rain.
A sweet release.
The walls we’ve been building to house our insecurities is one that we want brought down. Living in the cage of fears and uneasiness, we want to be freed.
We want to be sucked dry of loss and denial. To breathe again, is all we ask for.
The secrets are too much to take. The torment is too much to harbor. We’re drowning in our sorrows.
Why must we live in agony when there is so much more? We search so much for someone to help us let go that we forget that maybe, we only need ourselves.
The secrets can be put at ease by us. The strong, courageous figure we want to help us can only come once we’ve tried to, at least, help ourselves.
There is only so much other people can do for us.
What we desire is to be content. So, let it be.
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If what we need is to be unimpeded then we should release ourselves from the shackles we’ve forged. 811Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBeJCA1DGQ
Unlock yourself from the cage of self-destruction.
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