I run.i hide.i toss.i turn.
and i fight how i truly feel inside.
i hate.i hurt.i worry.i recluse.
and i feel like a part of me has died.
i've told myself that emotions cloud your abilities in everyday life.
but ever since, i wonder if feeling is worth the hurt that could come over time?
it's easier to hate someone than to love or care for them.
and if your actions come from the heart, then it's the heart that breaks when good things end.
