Truths

by writer   Oct 19, 2024


The truth is
it is all me,
my traumas, my fears and my insecurities.
The truth is
I want to heal
but it's been so so long
since I've even cried a little tear
that I don't know
what to be at all.

I don't know
what to be at all.

I just miss myself.
I want to be myself.
Why was it the hardest thing
I ever had to do?

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