In my own world.

I've built everything within myself to stay beyond the barriers. Being badly bruised and forever scarred made me realize how emotionally attached I am. I've worn my heart on my sleeve but somehow I've kept my distance to only watch myself fall. Why can't I move forward. I only stare at myself wondering why do i stay in this entangled web.

I guess I'm still growing. To be with or without everything that does or doesn't matter. It's hard to tell myself to get "growing" but healing takes more time than it should. It does suck for it is constantly shaken to the underlies that's dangling in reality. I believe I'm at the point guard pinned down to truth where it's just me, myself, and I.