fighting for maybe
there's space in my chest
a lump in my throat
I wouldn't know what the feeling was if I was asked
but it feels alot like a void, like pain that just pricks underneath my skin, so tiny that I barely feel anything till all of a sudden it's a gapping hole and I'm spilling all over the ground and trying so hard not to spill all over other people
sometimes I think I'm numb,
or just good at pushing things aside
gazing for half a second and turning away as if it meant nothing even though it literally kills me inside
keeping it all in, how hurt sad and alone I feel
sometimes I think I'm okay
sometimes I smile so wide nothing could possibly be wrong
but I know, deep down underneath everything, I know I'm not
I know there are weight clamping down on my shoulders from every direction
I know sometimes I feel lost
scared
damned
sometimes I feel like I've been living wrong and there's nothing I can do to make it right
it scares me that this might be how things will always be
that I'll always be this person, that these problems and responsibilities will always choke me and I'll never escape
that the one thing I crave that will make things alittle bit better will never find me
because I am simply not enough
but there's a reason they are called fears, they can't touch you unless you let them
it's incredibly hard though, and you might slip every single day, but you know what's so beautiful about it all?
you're still here
still standing
and even though you recognize your fears and weaknesses
you're still fighting everyday for that possible "maybe everything will be fine "
and that my darling, is what life is about.
cuz nobody is ever truly okay
we're all just figuring this shit out
© tonnaV
a lump in my throat
I wouldn't know what the feeling was if I was asked
but it feels alot like a void, like pain that just pricks underneath my skin, so tiny that I barely feel anything till all of a sudden it's a gapping hole and I'm spilling all over the ground and trying so hard not to spill all over other people
sometimes I think I'm numb,
or just good at pushing things aside
gazing for half a second and turning away as if it meant nothing even though it literally kills me inside
keeping it all in, how hurt sad and alone I feel
sometimes I think I'm okay
sometimes I smile so wide nothing could possibly be wrong
but I know, deep down underneath everything, I know I'm not
I know there are weight clamping down on my shoulders from every direction
I know sometimes I feel lost
scared
damned
sometimes I feel like I've been living wrong and there's nothing I can do to make it right
it scares me that this might be how things will always be
that I'll always be this person, that these problems and responsibilities will always choke me and I'll never escape
that the one thing I crave that will make things alittle bit better will never find me
because I am simply not enough
but there's a reason they are called fears, they can't touch you unless you let them
it's incredibly hard though, and you might slip every single day, but you know what's so beautiful about it all?
you're still here
still standing
and even though you recognize your fears and weaknesses
you're still fighting everyday for that possible "maybe everything will be fine "
and that my darling, is what life is about.
cuz nobody is ever truly okay
we're all just figuring this shit out
© tonnaV