Soul Contracted

Idk, he did all that he could. I was the problem. Everything is so chaotic now and so, I loose again. Anger is an understatement. Everything I fought for was naive. Everything I pledged for was a desire to understand. I guess I just can’t be appreciated. He’s right, I reek of failure. I thought I was fine but there’s a part of me that doesn’t stop fighting. I try to protect the parts of me that care. But when I do, I’m wrong. So I get angry and no one cares that I do. No one cares that I’m angry. I’ll just be here. Molded to everyone’s favor.

I craved this world deeper because you showed me things I felt deeply connected too.

Hate. Death isn’t a savior. It never stops.

You may feel differently about me. How can you not? I’m struggling. But I don’t want to blame. I hope you heal from the things that bother you too

Maybe I just wasn’t what you thought I was.

How does someone adore your intellect but despise your perspective?

In this toxic world I realized you had a heart, just not for me.

What’s wrong with me? Ugly inside and out. I joke at the kindness in my heart. Because if it’s meant to be it’ll be. What’s wrong with me.