Whenever I’m happy, it’s always a premonition of sadness.
Whenever I feel loved, I fear rejection.
Whenever I laugh, it feels like a façade.
Whenever I seek attention, I berate myself.
Whenever I experience success, I feel underserving.
Whenever I want to push people away, I can’t seem to let go.
Whenever I want to love myself, somehow I always convince myself otherwise.
Whenever my mind is at ease, my heart cries silent tears.
My head is a war zone
and my heart is covered in shrapnel.
The heart doesn’t beat;
— An anonymous escape from life
Art by Sandra de la Cruz | @_drasan_ (Instagram)