Numb.
To the world, slowly lost all feelings and am only left with anger.
This is what I’m destroying in an attempt to hold myself together.
Control.
I choose to resist, it would be nice to make excuses and take the easy way out but this is the path I have chosen. I would tear the walls down around me, swallow pills dry to bring back feeling, join the crowd of people waiting for their problems to fix themselves, if it wasn’t for my pride. Instead I endure the impulses to destroy everything, cope with the pain of my unstable mind.
Originally I thought tumblr would feel like talking to myself. Instead it feels like complaining.
Silence
The moment when your thoughts are loudest.
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