I wish I knew what could happen tomorrow. The uncertainty of not knowing is a pain greater than any other enough to make a man to insane. Constantly worrying about what's going
to happen and if everything will be okay but who's to say that it'll all be okay? No one when you're alone. Stuck with your own crippling thoughts. I wish I could live with my eyes closed, never thinking
tomorrow or what's to come and ride the storm no matter how bad it gets, but then again, it's better to anticipate the worst so that you'll be prepared for your worst fears. I hate the pressures of being
human, and I hate the illness inflicted on me. I wish I could go back in time and avoid it, avoid my mind being permanently poisoned with constant worry and fear. I could try a billion
things to ease my mind, but there will always be that small amount of doubt to "keep me in check"and stir my mind viciously like a tsunami destroying every logical reason. Im tired of worrying
myself sick, my spinning, and there's no cure. Will someone please tell me everything will be alright? I wish someone could save me from myself and stop the pain. Quiet all the noise.
I don't know if I can hold it together. I don't know if I'll be okay this time. Tarot won't do me any good.
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Better Days
PoetryEverything's finally okay I'm having better days. Even though there's better days, there's still some bad days. but that's just apart of life. Everything is Balanced, I am Peaceful and healthy now.
