quotes from a book i refuse to stop writing #20 - so this is heartbreak?

“i tried to sing but couldn’t hear the music,

i tried to dance but couldn’t move.

the noise in my head got too loud from losing.

the sorrow built up, cascaded, broke through.

i ache, i hurt, i turn to thorns -

so this is heartbreak?

i tried to sing but couldn’t form the words,

i tried to dance but my legs turned to lead.

is it best to think the best of people and get burned,

or better to expect the worst and get bitter instead?

i often wonder if the pursuit for me is fruitless.

can someone shout louder than the noise in my head?

from the buzzing;

dread and anxiety by design.

fear and frustration, confusion and

FIRE

because no one

has a noise that

creates a voice

quite like mine.

but

from the echoes?

i create

i wonder

i shine

i have so much to give from this free spirit of mine,

my light is pure when it’s given time.

because no one

has a noise

that creates a voice

quite like mine.

to be too much as you is confusing,

to ask someone to love you is hard.

but telling yourself to do better is useless

if someone only gives you half of their heart.

i ache, i hurt, i turn to thorns.

so this is heartbreak?

it hurts.

an invisible hand twists my insides.

yet;

i begin to sing and i finally hear the music,

i begin to dance as tears start to fall.

sometimes,

the noise in my head gets too loud from choosing.

but without it I wouldn’t see the point of it all.

because no one has a noise

that creates a voice

quite like mine.

no one has a noise

that creates a voice

quite like mine.

i ache, i hurt, i turn to thorns -

so,

this is heartbreak?”