You can admit you were never true
You're transparent
Admit your faults and your betrayals
You're lucid like water
All the people I've ever met
The people that I've loved
They don't even understand me
Like a dirty window that no one will clean
The only thing that's there for me is the darkness that surrounds me when I cry
It's all I can see in the times I die
Look into my eyes and never say goodbye
I know I'll never have you but I'll always have the hue that encases me
It isn't bright, it's just something that dims
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Burn my skin
Just to have the luxury of feeling something
You killed the pain inside
But I only ever died
When I can't hear over my screaming
Their whispers lead me to believe
That I feel the touch of something
Unknowable
Untouchable
Impossible for me
Let the arms of a shadow encase me sweetly
But it's sickly sweet
It feels like comfort but they strangle me
The only thing that's there for me is the darkness that surrounds me when I cry
It's all I can see in the times I die
Look into my eyes and never say goodbye
I know I'll never have you but I'll always have the hue that encases me
It isn't bright, it's just something dim
Because all colors fade
They don't understand my shade
My shade, my shroud
My beaten body
Buried in shadow
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Breakable like plastic
Recycle your name
Delicate as my reflection in water
Splash the games away
Daze into the mirror of your fate
Smash it down, cut the remaints up with glass
If I can see right through your body and soul
Can I put my hand through your heart?
Or is it to hard to be considered thy godly art?
We are just man
Bone and flesh alike
We are no different, we are all the same
With no soul inside, a desolate solitude
No longer divine
Never again, holy
Can't be blessed
The shadows can't hear you now
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There's nothing beautiful in mankind
Can't find anything pure in my mind
There's no time for mortals to rewind
Their faults
Their pasts
The way their shadow changes beneath the sun
It's to late, fired the gun
Because I feel alive when I bleed
The state of dying is what I always need
Can't mend this illness
Can't end this torture
The only thing that's there for me is the darkness that surrounds me when I cry
It's all I can see in the times I die
Look into my eyes and never say goodbye
But we never even said hello
I know I'll never have you
But I'll always have the hue that encases me
A dark liquid suppressing my inanimate body
But in the light there are prisms of colors to be revealed
Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there
That's the color of death
The reason we do not believe without sight
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Perfection of Darkness: The Fourth Book of Poems
PoetryThe fourth book of poems in a continuous mini series. Each book contains exactly 54 poems, and I update the most recent one regularly. After I have finished one book with exactly 54 poems, I move on to the next book. Some books contain themes, excep...
