Self Destruct

A raw, emotional exploration of pain, loss, and the struggle to reclaim joy while battling inner turmoil and the weight of guarded vulnerability.

What have I done to deserve this pain?

Each day I hurt just being me, again and again.

Where did it all go wrong? There was so much to gain,

But now, it seems, I must let it be.

I’ve endured so much, I feel ready to break,

My happy place stolen, ripped from my hand.

No passion, no care, you were my foundation to make,

Now I’m adrift in this cold, unforgiving land.

How do I find that place of joy once more?

My life is tangled, anger, sadness, pain untold.

I’m slipping back to the cold, uncaring core,

Guard up, rusted over, my trust long controlled.

A clam of stress, sealed tight inside,

With a shell so strong, where my pain must hide.

I long to breathe, to feel, to be free,

But for now, I’ll stay locked, just let it be.

Author's Note

Possible continuation