weakness opens up pores, faults and opportunities for everything wrong.
it gives the chance for dependence, to lose grip, to be vulnerable, to be at the short end of the straw.
it opens all doors for
doubt, failure and hurt.
as you battle the confusion, seek desperately to cover up the slits and tears of weakness, they slowly open up at every place, every corner and places hard to reach and cover.
they just keep appearing, wherever your eyes take you to look.
making it so hard. so so hard to keep up.
you feel like closing your eyes shut, squeezing out the warm tears of frustration that take a quick trip down your cheek. wishing it wouldn't be so hard.
you cling onto the thinnest, basic of the flimsiest armour plastered haphazardly across your face, hoping it'll take you through another day.
all done with a smile.
aren't you suppose to grow stronger? or does it only come later? how long do you have to wait? but somehow it's late.
and you know that any hand you reach out to, will make you break. not because of the hand, but because your heart completely weakens and the ties that bind the scaffolding have all broken.
that's the point you really shatter.
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