In Turmoil.

Turmoil, so much turmoil.

The bitter truth of what remains.
A relationship so far gone that so many feelings remain unresolved for so long, it has become difficult to distinguish right from wrong.

Knowing the right thing to do, yet wanting to hide from reality and pretend it's all ok.

Self-doubt and the person I have come to see myself as rising up to remind me of the feelings I can't control but wish so vehemently that they did not exist altogether.

Silently begging for attention, the attention that gives you the feeling of love and security.  The assurance that I am more than what I think I am and never less than what I truly am.