A broken woman’s tale

In rage i voiced out words i wished i could take back

Performed actions i ought to have apologized for

All because i cared too much

In a world too proud and selfish to notice the pain behind my rage

So I chose not to share my thoughts and feelings

And became a walking lunatic

With a constant need to talk

A constant need to cry

And a constant need to laugh

All at the same time

My veil had been uncovered

And my darkest side set out to play

With my mind igniting the best forms of insanity that existed in me

Insanity became inevitable in my life

A broken woman’s tale