My mind is an intense storm
Filled with thoughts i avoid
Because if i didn’t
Pain would flood my floors in the form of tears
Shouts would scratch my walls like strong winds in a desert
Simply trying to reach for an answer
I pile all these thoughts in my minds Pandora box
A box on the darkest furtherest part of my mind
Balancing between the line of forgetting and entering the subconscious
This box only opens at night
Haunts me by pressing on all my fears
During the day the box is closed
Forgotten
Avoided by me with all my strenght
I live in denial
An artificial fog in my mind so that i couldn’t reach what hurts
– just my notes
(The image above is from tumblr)