“It is only at night when I’m not ok. I’ll walk through the day with a false smile planted on my face. Throw fallacious concern just for the sake of being polite and social. It’s like there’s this quota that must be filled everyday to meet the standards of what a healthy mentality is. False positives like a bad pregnancy test bleeds away during the whole entire day; like trying to fill up an endless cup. The closer dusk comes, the more this counterfeit me begins to falter. When the sun is no longer to be seen, you’ll see me. The real me filled with negativity and insecurity that’s surrounded by demons that love to feed off my discontent.” by Grim Angel

 

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