•did I not just pass this same traffic light? Feeling like this entire day feels all to familiar./
•the pain that peaks it's head over that window seal labeled do not enter seems all to familiar./
•this hurt that constricts my heart like vice grips as hope slips through interlocked fingers tagged, do not enter. Feels all to familiar./
•these tears that fall to the pages and take the shape of sentences as I struggle to hold them back,but I yearn to write feels all to fucking familiar./
•this story's ending,again,all to familiar based on similar occurrences that echo, do not enter,sounds to familiar.
•yet despite warnings I enter. Feeling like fate has drawn this outcome different based on another stencil./
•apparently not because yet again, I'm forced to escape this haunted house of pain,hurt,disappointment and false hopes.
•apparently so,because I've again escaped armed with the same tools as before.took the same path I took before. Refused to be broken as I did before./
•I will not waver as I did before. This familiarity is nothing more than a test of me saying that I would handle it differently. A test of my strength that I continuously brag about gaining from my past./
•this familiarity is nothing more than a test of my will. A test of my growth. I now know why it seems familiar. I've been here before and like last time, I made it.so this time,my ability to make it through also seems to familiar. so this chess game called life that we continuously play ends in a draw. #noonereallyeverwins despite what you tell yourself..
