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Alone in the dark
A truly comfortable place
Far from anything
That could disturb me,
Together in the light
A very disturbing place
Near everything
That is sickening me.
When the sun decide it's time to go away
I feel this peaceful moon
So beautiful from afar
Yet ugly from near
Now compare to me
And you'll know that should keep your distances.
Sometimes i sit on the ground
Looking at the stars
Wishing I was so far,
Tears starting to fall down
Making me realize
That it's physical
So it's alright.
I may cry
But don't worry its won't harm me
I may look sad
But hey nothing in this world is perfect
Neither the world nor me
That's why I don't care.
Sitting here I feel so suddenly
This pain in my chest
Grasping it with all my might
Hard enough to left my nails mark,
Standing up I feel so suddenly
The lack of oxygen in my lungs
Trying to catch my breath
Hurting enough to make my tears show up.
Pressing both my heart against my chest
Breathing in pain
All this suffering
Tormenting me
Do I really need to live?
A truly comfortable place
Far from anything
That could disturb me,
Together in the light
A very disturbing place
Near everything
That is sickening me.
When the sun decide it's time to go away
I feel this peaceful moon
So beautiful from afar
Yet ugly from near
Now compare to me
And you'll know that should keep your distances.
Sometimes i sit on the ground
Looking at the stars
Wishing I was so far,
Tears starting to fall down
Making me realize
That it's physical
So it's alright.
I may cry
But don't worry its won't harm me
I may look sad
But hey nothing in this world is perfect
Neither the world nor me
That's why I don't care.
Sitting here I feel so suddenly
This pain in my chest
Grasping it with all my might
Hard enough to left my nails mark,
Standing up I feel so suddenly
The lack of oxygen in my lungs
Trying to catch my breath
Hurting enough to make my tears show up.
Pressing both my heart against my chest
Breathing in pain
All this suffering
Tormenting me
Do I really need to live?
Literature
Thoughts
I'm so sick of not being perfect
I'm sick of hurting people
I'm tired of doing nothing right
I'm tired of holding back
Let me scream
Let me lash out
Let me show you the other side of me
And try telling me you still know me
Everything confined inside
It builds until I almost burst
My eyes grow heavy
My fingers claw at my arms
Tear out my hair
Twitch for the blade
I hold back
But I can only hold so much
Then I do it again
I screw up
I hurt
I break
And I fall again
Self-loathing is almost a comfort
I often wonder why
Why am I this way
Why am I messed up
Answers won't be found
I'm sick of hating myself
I'm sick of hidin
Literature
Obsession
You are my obsession.
Source of my depression.
One that I crave.
Love that is depraved.
I still hold on to.
I would die for you.
Even if you're not here.
My mind just won't clear.
Only one I want.
Continually haunt.
Mentally I attack.
I'd still take you back.
Glad you disappeared.
Return I feared.
Walk through my door.
Want you even more.
Wonder if I'll heal.
Was this even real?
Literature
All Alone In the Dark
All alone in the dark
The razor and the slice
Self-inflicted
Cuts of pain
Addiction
Suck it up
The taste of blood
Drip, drop
Blood stained pillow
Get clean
You're blind
It's easy to see you don't care
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Everyone has a reason to live, whether they realize that or not. It took me SO long to get that, but it's true.