Been so long...
So many images in my head, haunting me while I'm trying to sleep in my bed.
So many fears, so many insecurities seeping out in the form of tears.
Use to be so good at pushing it all down, so good at not complaining and not making a sound.
Quick to anger.
Wish it didn't bother me everyday, wish I could magic it all away.
But they're always there, when I close my eyes making me aware.
Of everyone and everything, wary of the past that still stings.