Inside of me lies a
Beautifully terrible world of paradoxes
Inside me is the past,
Past relationships, loves, friends.
Inside of me is where I bury those deep,
Six feet under.
Inside of me is where I
Stifle the tears, hurts and pains.
Inside of me I strangle and chose on fears.
Inside of me I'm terrified of heights,
Frightened of choking,
Of disappointment.
This I keep inside of me.
To let the inside of me out,
Is to be vulnerable.
Keeping busy helps keep my inside,
Inside of me.
Letting the inside of me visible to the world
Is suicide.
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