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Shattered glass
Broken on the floor
Crying in the corner
Becomes the norm
Tears fall
Scream out
Someone let these words out
Open the door
See through the dark
Hope for hope
Still get none
Left all alone
Fire's all out
Sheets blooded
Hands blood red
Noose hangs
Heart pangs
Pause the film
Slow down
Loop round and round
Head spins
Falling to the ground
Dead eyes
Gold lies
Realise
Kill yourself
And be free tonight
Broken on the floor
Crying in the corner
Becomes the norm
Tears fall
Scream out
Someone let these words out
Open the door
See through the dark
Hope for hope
Still get none
Left all alone
Fire's all out
Sheets blooded
Hands blood red
Noose hangs
Heart pangs
Pause the film
Slow down
Loop round and round
Head spins
Falling to the ground
Dead eyes
Gold lies
Realise
Kill yourself
And be free tonight
Literature
Fallen star/ Girl of the dream
I want a ticket to anywhere
With a girl who would dare
To challenge reality...
Someone who would sit
And simply see
Who I am,
Who I can be...
A girl with the most beautiful eyes
The universe has seen
Where only truth radiates
Eyes that see through all the lies...
A adventurous spirit
Who can see beyond this world
Into the vastness untold
Of the pages that be...
A soul free of the city ties
Of the chains that weigh us down
Free from all the tries
To be someone in town...
Of the softest hair
Waving like the ocean
Without the slightest care
Drifting slowly to somewhere
A girl with a huge heart
That does have a part
Solely for me
Just there
Literature
Our Songs
As these melodies float through my mind,
I think and reminisce about when you were mine.
Lost in those memories of talking in the middle of the night,
Desperately hoping, praying that you might,
Dare to reciprocate these dastardly feelings,
That so often on night like these, left my heart reeling.
Now, years later, do I know,
That any hint that you did was all for show.
I wonder to myself as I listen, do you regret those days,
That now in my mind seem like some dreamlike haze?
Do you regret losing so much precious sleep,
Only to break that unspoken promise you said you would keep?
I regret none of those seconds or minutes or hours,
Because no
Literature
The Flowers in Her Hair
So sensitive and compassionate, yet torn inside,
Mercilessly beaten in her heart with cruelties unspeakable.
Careful and confident she makes herself to be,
Though she falters and struggles tirelessly along the lonely path she has been dealt.
Her strength is from above, far beyond the sky,
And the heavens that contain the celestial majesty that can be seen.
Her faith is an ornament upon her,
That clothes and wraps her as a smooth white gown to announce her deep love and her absolute purity.
Though her world turned against her in fierce rage,
She persistently kept on, emptying herself and pouring out her broken spirit before her S
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Oof. The "becomes the norm" part really got me - hit a little too close to home! A well written piece, despite the dark themes. Sounds like you're speaking from experience. ;---;