Let Chaos Reign

I’ve fallen deeper now.

It’s always there waiting—

festering, rotting,

waiting beneath the surface.

I’m tired of placating.

I’m ready to step fully into myself.

Though not everyone will like that version of me—

and I’m fine with that.

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I’m just tired.

So very damn tired.

I push,

I trudge,

I climb.

They say it will all be worth it in the end…

but will it?

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I don’t mean the top of this hill.

I’m talking about the drop that lingers, lying in wait.

Claws aching to grasp me again

in the depths of the next gully.

The next fight

I must conquer

and win.

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Negative, negative, negative—

that’s what they say.

But I’ve never truly allowed myself

to feel the negativity.

Just—

positive, positive, positive.

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I’m tired

of being

fucking

positive.

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Negative, negative, negative—

let me feel it.

Let the storm break.

Let the truth speak.

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Fuck it all.

Let chaos reign.