My Mind My Home

You came into my home, my mind, and splurged it with your negativity 

You led me to believe I was not good enough 

Maybe its my fault that I let you in, but you could have known you had invaded my thoughts 

My mind was my safe house, and you invaded it with your opinions of me and how I operate 

The clouds today are elusive just as my thoughts are.

The roads are blurry, and buildings look tarnished and worn 

Nothing brings joy 

It might take a few days but I promise I will find myself again.

Abby