NOTHING
There is this fear of being abandoned and the pride not wanting me to feel it.
There is this burning anger silencing the sadness thats so unbearable i can't even speak about it.
There ist the numbness louder than my happiness could ever be.
And i am trying you know? I'm trying every day to become the best version of myself, but wo should that even be?
Zero times a hundred is still zero. So mathematically speaking what if i'm the zero in this equation?
What if giving all of me still results in nothing? What if i never become someone? And whats the point of trying anyway?
Will i, will it, ever be enough? Enough change, enough healing, enough growth, enough therapy to silence the screaming voices living inside of me ?
And what if it's not? What am i here for then? What am i trying for? What am i dying for? What am i supposed to become, if what i am is not enough.















