And again I was hurled back to the hours of dark..
Where sirens crooned my lullaby...
Where beasts lurked within my soul..
Where the cosmos left me without the placeto go..
Where I was holded in the storm of starlight...
Where the gust of wind razed my night..Hereafter glared at me through this dark ..
And again my heart was clipped out of my chest..

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My neighbours consider me completely insane by now as they spot me covering most of my time in the terrace be it dawn, dusk or midnight.....But when the celestial bodies are your only acquaintances how can I stop meshing and assocciating with them

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Everytime i crave and moan with your name..
I collide with new shade of mine and thats
Insane..

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Ice-Breaker

Withdraw from your quest to make sense of my deformed heart. Do not come for me for I stand alone and shall never request your company.

Every step you take will resonate with silent echos in the cavernous chains of smoke, and will be useless, as I will always take two steps in the same direction.

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Dying Secrets

She learned to impale her gaping heart with emotions, a secret unkown by the prying eyes of society.
Packing them down tightly, only letting a fraction reach the surface once moonlight filters through the rusted eaves covering her soul,
in privacy.

Inky nights of endless tears, the constant fear of what lies beyond the glowing light of a dying fire. No longer does the kindle she collect fuel the blaze in her eyes. The darkness of the nights begin to blind her, until all she sees is white.

Shards of broken glass plummet down from the ceiling like a hail of shrapnel, gashing her bruised body, numbing her
pain with pain until she is drowning in a thick bath of metallic crimson, immune to any sort of feeling.

Slowly she sinks, down to the depths of her darkest memories, where she finds herself craving the welcoming arms of insanity.

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That curtain falls when insanity
Comes to the rescue..

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THE GOOD, The Bad, and the worthless

I live in silence, because everything I say is used against me. I'm a prisoner inside the rugged bars of my own DNA. It never seems to weaken, even though this forsaken desert it lays on has melted into glass from the sun's unforgiving rays.

Rather, its bars become increasingly impenetrable. Almost as though it is waiting for the day I perish, to watch my ashes be blown away. Gradually my cell sinks into this transparent ocean of molten glass, its depth unknown.
And I too, descend with it.

Screaming for help brings no rescuers to my aid, except for the explosive voices of my inner demons, who advise me to keep my lips sealed. Or dare be marked with a target, painted with my own blood.

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To the night we danced to fire alarm

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Insanity is when sane people dare to believe,
In their own imaginations.

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You are a happy place,
the kind that only exists in Kef,
in the smoke that levitates,
liberating sins
they dare not breathe
even to themselves.

You are a happy place,
the kind that only exists in Kef,
and the way I see it,
there are only two ways to go from here,
enslavement
or
insanity.

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