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Little did I know
that the face that I was putting forward
was a warm mask, keeping me safe
behind the cherry smile,
salty rivers flow from empty sockets.
My stomach turns,
twisted branches tearing-
wrapping around my lungs.
I try to catch my breath,
but I sink to the ground again
and all I see is fog.
that the face that I was putting forward
was a warm mask, keeping me safe
behind the cherry smile,
salty rivers flow from empty sockets.
My stomach turns,
twisted branches tearing-
wrapping around my lungs.
I try to catch my breath,
but I sink to the ground again
and all I see is fog.
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The Cuts
On the wrist
On the neck
or anywhere on my own
im not comiting sucide
im not even attempting
its just the pain
Pain
adding up
building up
forming inside me
the ache of this unfit heart
broken
given
smashed
freed
and the torture
cuts adding, mulitiplying even
to inflict physical pain
to release emotional pain
The blood dribbles off
flowing carelessly on my clothes
or in the air
or on the floor drying away
a stain
of my pain
it scars up
but the pain
inside of me
crawls around
never wanting to go away
some part of me begs it to leave
some part of me pleads it to stay
But the cuts...
...my cuts......
will stay wi
Literature
Goodbye
I've got an empty bottle for every day you didn't seem to care
And I've got 2 more for every day you were wishing I was there
What good is a message in a bottle that doesn't seem to float
Will I still be waiting for you when someday calls tomorrow home?
The storm lies in an empty sky and the sun lies in eclipse
And silently the world watches the calm apocalypse
Now I'm standing in the cold rain as it washes you away
Hoping I'm immortal because forever ends today
I know the worst is yet to come, and I know I'll have to fight
I know sometimes it's just time to say a long goodbye
But it's high time I found another way, it's high time I
Literature
break
i break my heart,
to break my bondage,
and in the dark
i cut myself to sleep.
used to cry myself to sleep.
so which is better?
there's no confort in their smiles.
in their hugs, no warmth.
there's no fullfilment in my tears.
there's no real pain in bleeding.
half my time spent numb,
half spent denying.
all those nights spent crying.
there's nothing in my arms now.
there's no one in my heart.
can i ever feel again?
do i ever want to?
i do as i'm told,
not as they want.
i let life unfold
at my feet with no effort.
i push people away
because i can't feel
or maybe because
i feel it all.
i break my heart,
to break my bond
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