𝓜𝔂 𝓢𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼

Falling for people that won’t catch me.
That’s my flaw, my sickness.
I need a cure, a remedy.
I need to avoid this weakness.

I’m uneasy.
I must admit, I keep looking for others to please me.

This isn’t good for my mental health.
I need to get myself together.
Put everything behind me and how I felt.
Otherwise I’ll tarnish my energy forever.

I’m struggling to compartmentalize.
It’s so much harder that I realize.

Fighting with the negative voices in my head.
I’m not winning.
I lay awake at night crying in my bed.
My mind keeps spinning.