Faking it

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This is the voice in my head telling me to give up. But this is the body that keeps me going. I smile to fake it, but I’m not okay not one bit. My chains are ready to break. I’m full of hatred towards myself. I can’t look, no I can’t bear it. But I have to shake it, and fake it just to show.

Aside

There were some things left unsaid when we last met. I said goodbye bye I didn’t mean a word. This path cannot split, it won’t as long as I don’t let it. But something tells me that it has to. I’m far burned from the fights and the fire keeps burning but the smoke fills my chest. I need to let go.