Another soul,
another life,
another demon.
Captured in another vessel.
in another path beaten,
and in another hell.

Being cracked into bit
by a wave pouring down,
the avalanche of wave like swords keep falling, on my self keep splashing.

It wills to set a constant reminder
for me about the things i don't deserve,
about the emotions i can't wield,
and the futures i can't decide.
I attempt to be numb, asleep and senseless to it,
but i am awake, i still care.

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Wish I could get to draw the line
between life & memories.
For I’m vulnerable to the moments that
eventually end in decay & wait till the
flowers grow on it’s grave.

Now what I expected? Perhaps that’s
not what I need. For I’ll curate the story
even when it’s not my reality.

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She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
for the demons of darkness
had driven her there.

They cut her heart
right out of her chest,
making her believe
that the demons knew best.

They were always there,
sometimes out of sight,
waiting in the background
till the time was right.

These demons were destructive,
knocking down the life she knew,
hating everything about her,
She hated herself, too.

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The night is quiet
Giving me the creepy feeling
I can hear my own heartbeat
Minute noises from outside
Makes me scary to be awake.
Better for me to snuggle up
onto my bed and get some sleep.
But it's not possible,
Not when these noises are
coming from inside. 🖤

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Isn't it amazing how almost every line on our hands align
When your hand's in mine.
It's like I'm whole agin, isn't that a sign.
I should speak my mind..
♥️

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More often
people think I use my depression
as an excuse
to get outta things,
Oh but what I wouldn't give,
to function
like a NORMAL adult 🙃

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Weeds grow outta places
where I once put my heart,
so now I plant weeds where I go
instead of flowers

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Pain on my neck, thorn in my side
Stain on my blade, blood on my knife
I swear to god I just wanna end this bullshit
Throw the magnum to my head, threaten to bull shit and squeeze untill the bed's completely red I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' # # # # # #
head the stress is buildin' up , I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind, I wanna leave
I swear to god I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me
But nah, you won't understand

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Once I call you mine...
You are in for lifetime!

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"NO ONE KNOWS FOR CERTAIN HOW MUCH IMPACT THEY HAVE ON THE LIVES OF OTHER PEOPLE"

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