Miraquill
the only difference between us is that i can see that you are i are not so different and you can't
bitchh
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bitchh
30w
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bitchh
30w
living example of being dead???
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bitchh
31w
are you afraid
to look yourself in the mirror
for you might see
what you've been hiding
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bitchh
31w
it hurts so much that it gets harder to breathe
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bitchh
33w
so restless and tired
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bitchh
34w
death is a reward when you've been in pain for so long
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bitchh
34w
haven't i caused you enough pain already?
why are you still here?
standing right in front of me
looking right into my eyes
smiling so softly -
bitchh
35w
it's so fucking annoying when every little thing fucks with your head so bad
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bitchh
36w
i can't get up
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bitchh
36w
i'm so tired
all i want to do is sleep
i'm not able to sleep
that's making me cry
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galactic_wreck 35w
Death, is the only,
Home i know if i go into,
Would accept me anytime anywhere anyhow
That I'd belong to it.
That it'll never, refuse to take me in.
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I hope the world continues on even without me,
The beauty in it's absolutely inhumanely raging quiet chaos is,
It's, breath-stealing.
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My fault.
I ask myself
Why would they do that to me
Even when they know
How deep their knives cut through my flesh
Why do they
Willingly stab me everytime
And watch me bleed.
I know they love me
I know that to be true
But then why would they?
And it is now that i realize
That i heal too fast
That i forget too fast
For them to realise the damage they've done
They never knew
That the stake they drive through me
Every single time, opened my heart
And the wounds were too deep
But i healed so fast
That they thought
"Oh that didn't hurt, we can do it more and more!"
So now they stab without hesitation
Delusional, that i can't feel no pain
But little have they noticed
That now every inch
Of my skin
Is made of scars
No healthy skin left
I've become nothing but a scar
That they keep deepening
Until the scab becomes too hard to penetrate
Only then
Will i see the end of this torture
With me.
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I'm oh so so desperate,
For you to understand, understand me,
But while i were screaming all that i ever wanted to say to you all these years,
You couldn't hear a thing,
And now that I've lost my voice,
You want to know just how many demons,
I hide under my bed, from you,
Because I'm afraid you still can't see.
I'm guessing, you never will,
And even when there's none of me left,
Eaten alive by the creatures under my bed,
And when I'm no longer there,
I hope you still don't see them,
I don't want you upsetting over your disability, to see or hear others demons,
I hope, i die, with these creatures, by my side,
Like they've always been.
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May I never meet the one who is capable of making me pray to god to make them stay.
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I'm sorry for being.
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I am using people around me, every single one of them, to escape, something, I don't know what.
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I'm shaking in my core,
Tears escaping from my eyes,
And you're yelling so loud the vibrations are shattering the quaking glass inside.
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I don't prefer music because it stirs something up in me that i don't want to face.
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There's not a combination of words I could think of that doesn't already exists,
And not any emotion I could feel that hasn't already been felt by someone else,
I'm not unique, and neither are you,
We are just different intensities of emotions,
But that too, is meaningless,
We are a crowd of the same person, at different ages, in different situations.
©galactic_wreck
