Inner dialogue talks
My well has run dry No more tears left to cry I've felt all that can be felt Dealt with every card that has been dealt So what happens next? On this inner conquest Do I bang on my chest? Toss the key of arrest? Is it time? Am I free? Have I finally fixed me? Ha don't be silly, you think it's that easy? You think a little self insight will appease me? It will only get harder, the work is never done Just when you think you've healed, another trigger has spun. You're really fucked up huh? Been through a thing or two? Well when you heal one thing it brings up more shit you've been through. What did you expect dear? To dust yourself off quick and move on? Funny thing about healing, the works never done. So roll up your sleeves, let's have us some fun. Diving into your darkness, Crashing in through each door. Let's drag up the trenches like never before Buckle up, hold on tightly there's trauma to explore. These things they take time now,so full steam ahead. let's really dig into all the things left unsaid. My inner dialogue has turned into Ebenezer Scrooge, I'm locked in this movie, my body cannot move. 4spirits live inside me, showing different past paths At the end of the story there's clarity at last.
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