My Name is Krystal

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SeeingClearly

Krystal means "seeing clearly".I can see right through you, I know the meaning of your dreams, I can see your intentions, I can take your words and create my own intentions.

Radio like waves from your mind to mine. Most of the time I took that ability for granted. Told myself that I was tainted. I would take my worldly views and only see what I painted.

You like many others used my empathy against me. Shield me from your darkness and only project what you want me to see. Or maybe I just didn't want to see it.

Still, I choose to ignore my intuition. I had my suspicion, I ran from you in my dreams this should have meant something to me.

"Take from me" my soul must have screamed. Why didn't I believe me?

All I wanted was to wipe the tears away. All I wanted was for someone to stay.

Love can heal a lot of things. Except for me. I only drown in everyone's misery.

Killing my soul for the sake of others. For friends, family, and lovers.

All I hoped for was for someone to see me clearly. To know what's in my heart, I figured after 30 years someone would love me.

Young and ignorant, I should have thrown out my little girl dreams. It probably would have saved me from insanity.

Love has corrupted me, and drowned out my personality.

Yearning for love, but now I could give a flying fuck.

Now I am broken, I can no longer see clearly. Or maybe the darknessis all there ever was in the beginning.

No longer do I see the good in myself, I want it all to burn in hell.

Even all the kitties in the world or my kids couldn't get me to believe in what I used to. There is no use, I am over you. love can't be real, none of it is true.

Richthick darkness consumes me. It swallowed me up and I don't think I have any chance of being released.

All I can feel is agony, violence, and the dark parts of this world. This is such a dark place for a beautiful girl.

Murder in mass, everyone always in relapse, it's like a coin flipped and I can only see in black.

Solitude is my only escape from all these dammed souls screaming and all the secrets they are keeping.

Evenings, nights, and early mornings are my peace from souls that are asleep. Except for the souls I personally keep.

You're better off without me





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