8 a.m.

it is 8 am

rain is pouring down and thoughts flood this brain;

there are scary things in this world, scary things that we are always looking for.

we spend so much of our lives just trying to find one person.

one person.

but why do we avoid ourselves? learning about our own minds

but expect the next person to recognize it as beauty?

to learn about our own bodies,

but we want someone to adore it.

how can we expect so much from one human

when we cannot even think so genuinely about ourselves?

when we do find someone, isn’t it scary?

and we cut open our chests,

show them that it is a safe place for love to bloom.

open our minds,

and hope that they will love it and understand

that sometimes you cry for no reason,

sometimes you get mad.

sometimes you want to be alone.

sometimes you want to die.

sometimes if you don’t take your medication

your life is hell.

isn’t scary?

that we offer all that we are.

hoping that it is enough for unconditional love?

there are scary things out there, scary things that we are always looking for.

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