#ihavenoenemies

Stick to your guns if its what you believe to be true, but when you refuse to put yourself in others’ shoes, you become what you swore to fight.

I felt everything and called it chaos. Anger was fuel and sadness was something to beat out of myself to feel more anger because I thought ire was what life was made of.

I feel everything and nothing at once. All emotions I let myself feel but not hold onto.

My happiness is bittersweet due to its durability. My sadness is gratitude for reminding me of the good, even when I lose.

It wished for me to scream, I stare back snub and fight unfair, Until we met in growth.

It said its oath; I am you and you are me. What I am is what you see. Through times of pain and perseverance, I am what’s left, your inner appearance.

I felt shame, I felt pity, What I did to myself was unjust and shitty. How can I say I was protecting myself when I was also the one destroying my health.

In return of his oath, I gave him one too;

Little by Little, Piece by Piece; We’ll pull ourselves together, despite our griefs.