I would rather write it

My head is in a void, unable to avoid the things that make me paranoid. I have destroyed everything that I once enjoyed by associating happiness with inevitable darkness. My mind thinks pain quickly follows after things get better.

Sad part is the reality truth weighs more than the ideal idea.

Lost in a vast dark forest, alone and crying. I sobbed and sighed heavily as I wipe my tears off my face. Looking from above the tall trees, I closed my eyes and wished for a saviour. As I opened my eyes, I saw a man, smiling at me and handed me a candy, I savor and tasted it. He offered me a cozy place to stay; he smirked and assured me a security. I believed and followed him. That’s the biggest regret I now only feel because I can’t escape and I am trapped.

Hiding behind words that I knew were only flowers, filled with thorns that are sharp as knife and enough to kill a heart. Only a woman with a brave heart can capture a man whose intentions that aren’t pure.