Silence

Breaking is what I do best. I confess that I make such a mess of myself
because I can't help but get back up.
I'm feeling the pressure this time. I'm confined to this space that I've saved
for myself just to give you some room.
I'm confused. See, I thought your intentions were different than most.
Not another joke. Not another reason to choke on my kindness. Enslaved.

Breaking free in this moment I thought I could capture it's golden rays of
triumph. But alas I must just continue to move on.
Stay strong. Maybe take a vacation far away to a place where my face is remembered.
I know that I'm winning this time. Head above water. Body submerged.
No more tests. Reassurance encouraged. Instant gratification.
A new revelation. Discovering me, myself, and who I've been lately.

I don't see me. Nothing clearly visible. Understanding nothing and feeling irrational.
Mirrors report no findings, but left behind me broken promises, and past reflections.
Empty words I find scattered across paper and screen lossing meaning...
Gaurded ideas, hidden thoughts, left over and rundown emotions.
Slowly fade in, stop static, get focused, relax and just. BREATHE.

I'm back.
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