Insecurity

While feeling insecure...I wrote...this.

 

The safety belt around me has now been unfastened. The pain is real and I am vulerable to issues that have already happened. I am living in insecurity. I hate the inside of me.  [x 2] Does this s**t make any sense to you? Do you understand this curse I am weakened to? Does this s**t make sense to you? What am I supposed to do? And then in the wake of this dream of loss and doubt, I am tossed into a reality and then I try to forget about, All this and all that and so much more. I just can't take this insecurity anymore.