Help

I cried my heart out today

Cleaned my soul of all the agony

The pain, fear, hurt and anger

That I managed to keep hidden

From the world for so many days.

I have a problem.

I think my problems are smaller than yours.

They probably are.

Hence, I don't share with you.

It builds up a storm inside me.

I try to break free from the feeling

Of suffocation, claustrophobia and guilt.

What am I even guilty of?

My own sufferings?

They say suffering creates art.

But my soul is tired and tested.

My overthinking brain works like a hamster

Stuck on a loop wheel and can't stop.

I am a walking red flag,

With my flaws, issues and definitely my personality.

I am self-absorbed, obsessive and sometimes

Borderline narcissistic even.

But I try, I will keep on trying.

Life is a battle, and I refuse

To give up just yet.

From The Quill