Eggshells

I am a failure.

My chest is aching, my eyes hurt from crying and I have trouble breathing.

This carefully built shell is breaking, and because the inside is hollow, I’ll have nothing left.

The new life I’m working so hard on is crumbling down and I don’t have the strength to prevent it.

I can’t go through this a second time.

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Author: niemarie257

Rebellious artsy soul. HSP/Empath. INFP. Nerd. Whimsical enigma. Eclectic range of interests.

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