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Living to have a family. Dying to be alone.
Heart desires a partner. Mind requires isolation.
Starving for affection. Resistant to physical contact.
Always alone inside my head.
When I know I’m right. I learn I’m dead wrong.
Steps become stumbles.
Stumbles become falls.
The ground is never soft.
No reason for living. No reason for death.
Ambivalent in purgatory.
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Rather than continuing to pretend everything is ok and hiding the things I'm working through, I've decided to share the journey I am about to embark on -not for attention or sympathy, but for anyone out there who might be struggling with their own demons and hesitant to share them for fear of how they would be perceived.
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