Over thinking my reactions, but never thinking of my actions. It feels like im lacking. Like i caused a fractions to the abstrct science of our alliance. My heart wasnt so compliant. Things gone quiet. The tensions of scilents turned into violence.
Shattering glass, because i didnt think it could last, but its a feeling from the past from when i had a deep slash.
Reopening old wounds, from the thoughts that bloom. It just wont effume, or so I assume.
But i am consumed or am I confused? This tension makes my emotions enfused. I should just push through.
Conviencing myself that this is the end. I have no more threads to untangle from my head. The past cannot spread into what I have said.
Picking up the pieces, tension increases. But its okay, Its only the fear of yesterdays. I still have a shot to play. Itll take awhile to see my chances on display. but its okay.
Anxiety doesnt want to change but its time to rearrange what I find strange. Theres no such thing as an entrynge. I just know someday, Ill of found my place. Just going at my own pace. This mental stuff isnt a race.
Calm and collected is the only method to let stress become ineffective. Hard to create direction when your head is filled with a message, and the presentation causes hesitation.
This depression has a reputation. Feels like a degradtion of explanations. Lost for designations. Trying to gain a sense of regulation. Over spectulating on a simple message.
All this dread has got me looking threw a new passage. A new way of being passive to the combative action of adaption.
Im lacking on mental tactics. Its like i have to be an acrobatic. Adding up the mathematics. But im willing to attack this. Ill practice on being stronger on my scratches.
There just thing from the past and it cannot match up to what this tension is, I know I can Ace this Quiz.
