I sealed my heart away, hoping it would never kiss the surface again.
The door's locked with several bolts, lacks and chains - fearing it would ever peak outside.
All the darkness, the trauma, the torment. Everything is packed up in the sealed off corner of my mind. Shadows are leaking reminding me of the terror that once was, panic attacks and irrational thoughts are created from the steaming twilight that's flowing out underneath the steel door. Am I ever to open up for the room of this intimidating horror of my past?
Love and hate, happiness and sadness, good and bad... They all walk hand in hand. If one is removed, the other will as well and left is only emptiness. Nothing but a hollow feeling.
So... Am I to open up? Or live my life in this trivial protection?
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