It’s hard

being true to yourself.

Struggling

to trust my own feelings.

Am I strong enough

to validate them on my own?

Or am I the version of me

who has lost faith?

Some days I wake up shattered,

I wonder what I did

to deserve being like this.

There’s never an answer.

I keep telling myself,

“Take it easy.

There’s nothing you can do.”

Still I end up with hope,

feels even more excruciating.

Nothing breaks a man’s heart

quite like hope.

It sucks to feel like this.

It hurts to just be a speck of space dust

drifting through the void.