You tell me that you like it dark.
The coffee and the humour.
The skin that covers the flesh and blood.
The silhouette shots and the dark nights.
You say you are now afraid of it all.
Afraid of the sadness that it holds within
And how quickly it turns you numb.
Numb as in you forget the forever
And the moment of moonlight.
Unlike your taste buds your mind
remembers only the bitternes of it all.
Yet you say you like it all. And I wonder how?
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You gasp for the air that you have never touched, owned
but have only felt.
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//No one knows the growth
she made
In order to survive
She is both fierce and fragile
In equal measure//
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No one knows the growth
she made
In order to survive
She is both fierce and fragile
In equal measure-
Why so dark and blurry?
Bunny, that's how you focus on the bright side ✨
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Today the rose in the garden is red
But the night is too shallow .....
Today the rose in the garden is red
But the night is too shallow ...
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Sometimes everything is too much to handle..
Even yourself
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For I battle with my scars
In search of silencing the chaos
And then I now know..
I now know.. that few wounds
Are meant to be left..
Left alone.. with themselves
To be healed by it's own-
Sometimes pain is unexplained
Sadness deep down is hidden
Unknown force of grief crawls within
Crumbling the very base of existence
Leaving one numb and insane.
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