Every time I feel like sharing my truth, I can't, instead it triggers, the traumatic response may be understood by few, but I feel like being chewed, and I don't want to be abused again, I have been denied the reality of my experience, a million times, that I find myself living in altered realities, makes sense? in my final saga of self defence, from letting the traumas, stress fire miss fire, through these broken boundaries, I am trying to fix, letting wrong ones in, pushing right ones out, I am putting this fight for the last time, I don't want to keep fighting these, suicidal thoughts and their voices, echoing back in my head, trying to get the best of me, or mocking me of what I have become, smile for the world, is the safest way to live, DEAR GOD, YOU EITHER TAKE MY LIFE OR CONTINUE GIVING ME THE STRENGTH TO FIGHT, JUST KEEP SHOWERING YOUR BLESSINGS ON ME, SO EVEN MY TEARS ARE WASHED AWAY, AS WHEN I FIND MYSELF, PANICKING, SHAKING, THESE MOMENTS ARE THE SCARIEST, BECAUSE THE ENEMY IS IN MY MIND, AT A WAR WITH MYSELF, NOT SELFISH TO TAKE MY OWN LIFE, JUST HOW MANY TIMES, YOU WANT ME TO EXAMPLIFY... ©Akhil Kael DEAR GOD, #Nature सत्य Ruchika