The anxiety hit.
I feel like a wind.
Invisible.
To the world
To him
To me.
I want perfection
I want to be perfect.
For world.
For him.
For me.
I thought i'm perfect.
For world
For him
For me.
He told me i'm not perfect
I'm not enough.
My heart cry but i have no tears left.
My eyes are dry.
My hands are cold.
I'm droving in the words.
And the words hurt.
My demons are out.
And they hurting me.
Again.
