𝓟𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓻

How do I explain to him that sometimes mommy is sad
How do I explain to him that sometimes she can’t hang
The darkness kicks in and takes control
Trying to aggressively compel my soul
Trying to convince me I am alone
Threatening to take me to worlds that are unknown
Provoking, controlling, trying to make me feel broken
Can’t even talk without chocking
How do I explain?
I don’t
I keep fake smiling through it
I keep fake pushing through it
Cry in the darkness while he sleeps so peacefully
My mindset was poorly constructed by previous generations
And I’ll be damned if I pass it on to future generations
This shit ends here
No more showing fear, no more hoping for a better year
No tough love, my love is clear
My damages are severe, but I’m also really strong, and that’s sincere
I was never enough, I will never be to them
And I’m finally okay with that
They’ll lose their mind before they make me ever lose mine again
So, I’m breaking the strings
All my life I lived hanging from puppeteers

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