'I promise I won't leave you tonight, I'll stay awake this time.' Perhaps I would believe you, if you didn't speak a lie. If you continued talking in a calm voice and kept your eyes awakened wide. Perhaps I wouldn't feel secondary and like I'm shattered on my insides. The silence stretches on in the chasms of my mind so I think of thoughts as if they are signs.
Perhaps I wouldn't be sad and that would be divine
Instead of keeping it under wraps and saying 'I am fine.' I see signs of warning and signs of dark deception but alas I'm only a backup for these complex computer simulations And my feelings have been nothing but invalidations to which I feel I'm owed compensation of which you look over from your seat upon the golden bed whilst you fall into deep slumber as soon as you rest your head.
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Lifeline Rants 2020-2024
Terrordark poetry and writings based in fiction. Written from the perspective of an outsider looking in with context. This isn't directed at anyone. It just helps me to write in perspectives of people.
