It's a feeling difficult to put in words
The feeling of wanting to be in control
When you trust what you see, even
Though you can't because of your belief

There's no one who's spared from the
Evil of betrayal, loss or seperation
Letting it taint our pure souls without
Knowing, that it create karma to heal the open wounds beneath

It's not only me with trust issues
It's not only me hallucinating a while
It's not only me hurting, but
Only I can heal the wounds I never caused myself

Always in survival mode, the stress
Heightening the epinephrine levels
Make impulsive brute actions out of
Instincts and painful memories, when it's a lie

When you feel that something is fishy
About everyone, it's just your mind
Playing in you a thousand records of
Painful experiences, making toxic to lose what you have now

Deal is simple, heal what you left with
Purge the triggers and have faith
For if you always live in the darkness
Of doubt and indecision, never will you free away

A/n:

Just that a normal incident make me live in the past where I was abandoned by a shithole. So that's my trigger, damn I trust the people I'm with, I just have to work on these triggers and stop hurting anyone around, including myself.

Thank you reading my poems💖✨ it's the only thing I can do with exams coming up (:

Your grateful author,
かな恵ー