I thought I had cried enough,
so I told myself it was time to rest.
Yet somehow, I found myself crying again.
I gave everything I had to those tears,
hoping that if I let it all out at once,
there would be nothing left to break me.
But night after night,the tears returned. Again, I promised myself,
"This will be the last time."
Again, I failed.
My inner conflict only grows stronger.
My heart is uncertain.
My thoughts are restless.
I can no longer tell
what is right and what is wrong.
I stand at a crossroads,
unable to choose a path.
I'm trapped by something
I cannot see or understand.
I wander through my room,
along empty roads, and through the corners of crowded places.
Yet everywhere I go,I find nothing but the chaos within my own mind.
The storm inside me grows so fierce
that sometimes the pain becomes unbearable— and in that moment,
I wish the world would simply stop around me.
