Struggle

If you’ve been through it

You know how hard it is to outwit

Your mind when it fucks with you

Those negative thoughts break through

The wall of positivity you’ve worked so hard

To build brick by brick & you feel barred

From the “it’s easy to just get over it” room

And banished to the dungeon of doom and gloom

Shackled to worst case scenarios instead of reason

Hearing their attempts at support as treason

Unable to feel love like “normal” people as a means of defense

Because your brain is wired to expect false pretense

And it tells your body you deserve the offense

So if I sound paranoid or show you my intense emotion

Don’t judge. I’m not trying to be difficult. There’s an explosion

Of the past in my head and sometimes it still breaks me.