staircase of the triple letter

it’s catching up to me. the darkness is suffocating, as if the only escape is down? have i ever faced what’s behind the smile? no. how could i? shits scary. but it’s surfacing. it’s seeping through the cracks of the front i attempt to put on daily. when it takes me? will you still love me safely? with the same grace as when i’m at my best? because for fucks sake, the low is the fucking low. i’ve always been alone and my sadness doesn’t find peace in company because of it. smile. smile. smile. it’s so easy for people to never see you. genuinely spend every day convincing yourself that minute by minute as you continue breathing, sigh. that it is indeed worth it? all the ways i could die, such a chaotic statement. but to the mind of intrusion? it’s almost peaceful. contemplating how anything in any situation can simply assist you in passing away? avoid it? run. run. run. but where’s the validation? how to validate but not face the craving to leave the 3rd dimension? the multiverse is suff...

  rise up. rise above. mentally exhausted from a world explained as a life? more like a lesson. the timeframe of our existence is solely defined by the lessons we face. REVOLT. take those lessons and run. run until you find someone worth stopping for. even then merely jog. never settle for the aspect of acceptance in life. it’s never the same, as the mental peace found within accepting ourselves. fully and truly for us, until we have the strength to face the challenges necessary to achieve peace within our shell. revolt. protect your heart: keep your time close and focus on you. - Triple Letter -