Mine lies in my head.
I am constantly at war with myself.
I let my feelings roam free as though they own this world we live in.
Half the time I feel okay.
As much as I love reaching cloud nine, I do not fancy staying there for long.
Because I believe that what goes up must come down.
The other half had me fall beneath the surface, plunging into the dark abyss of pain.
Sometimes, it got me clutching my knees to my chest in hopes to hold myself together.
My thoughts would run wild, hitting numbers below zero.
Any words exchanged would never fail to make me feel so small.
It is an internal conflict that I share with myself.
A battle I have to fight on my own.
And I know I have to do it fiercely too.