In the deep recesses of my mind,

there exists a myriad of reflections.

Voices, faces, identities unknown.

A soul collection.

Trapped in silence and fear.

Faces in anguish and pain.

Not one is willing to surrender.

Yet their truth is not in vain.

With fierce shields that guard their hearts,

I have the utmost respect.

They wage war on each other.

Destruction leads to regret.

My body tenses with clenched fists.

My head throbs in agony.

A world that is unknown to me.

Incapable of living in harmony.

Some may say I am crazy,

and sometimes I fear that it is true.

But I cannot deny my reality.

The reasons, I have no clue.

I live with this constant fight.

For my sanity, I cannot win.

Like trying to find my way out of a maze,

and get out of this hole I am in.

Freedom comes when I let go

of everything I know.

Feeling the deep pain inside.

Emotions I don’t show.

In denial, I exist.

Terrified of what is inside.

Guarding my heart

from the truth I hide.

One response to “Their Truth is Not in Vain”

  1. Hugs. You are doing so well, all of you are loved and I respect each of you. X

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