
I was always scared when things got good
Thinking about when the bad would come to collect its dues
I always thought it was as normal as being drunk on booze
That's what happens when you navigate life without help or clues
When you see the world from a broken lens
When you wake up to see you've weaponized your traumas
When you realize the pity party came with no honors
When you understand your healing was right there , getting auctioned
That burden isn't yours to carry
I know you feel it is where you find peace or that you have to
How much pain would you have to endure for the sake of peace?
Are you willing to risk it , at the cost of loosing yourself piece by piece?
Hurt comes with pain and emotionally-expensive luggage
The feeling of " life's not been fair to me"
Negating progress and healing , so you pile on the baggage
Until they are overpriced and heavy, now guess who is getting stuck?
Let it go
I mean, maybe Elsa was right
Don't let that seed grow
Those magic beans would cost you things meant to bring you a smile
Are you willing to risk it , at the cost of loosing yourself piece by piece?
How much pain would you have to endure for the sake of peace?
I know you feel it is where you find peace or that you have to
But that burden isn't yours to carry
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.


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