I could cry

I could cry

I could cry, but I won’t

I’ll allow one tear to shed, then I’ll shut it down

I’ll allow one minute of sadness, then I’ll deny its existence

If I dare stop the fight, it will all be over in a heartbeat

If I dare face the reality head on, I’ll never survive

There is only so much a conscience can handle, so much a heart can withstand

Don’t judge me for living in an alternate reality. It’s called survival, and I’m a survivor

I learned that strength and skill long ago

I could scream, but I won’t

I’ll allow one sharp blast, then I’ll shut it down

I’ll allow one minute of anger, then I’ll deny its existence

If I dare let down my guard, the rage will entirely consume me

If I dare permit my temper any more power, I'll lose my sense of being

Being true to myself is to succumb to the pain, and that I will never do

Don’t judge me for living in an alternate reality. It’s called survival, and I’m a survivor

I learned that strength and skill long ago

I could hate, but I won’t

I’ll allow one cursed thought, then I’ll dismiss it completely

I’ll allow one minute of bitterness, then I’ll force it to retreat

If I dare enter the dark corners of my heart, I’ll certainly lose myself to its powers

If I dare awaken the shadows that linger in the darkness, I’ll certainly succumb

Don’t judge me for living in an alternate reality. It’s called survival, and I’m a survivor

I learned that strength and skill long ago

I could cry, but I won’t

Carreen

2018/01/04

9:39 a.m.