My smile has ran away from me,
It disappeared into the abyssNow lost.
I can no longer see the light.
I have now become the darkness that had tormented me.Consumed.
What is happiness really?
It's only a fantasy that cannot be my reality.
I think I may have tasted it once,
But it was artificial.
It was bland.The spectrum of colours nonexistent.
There is an empty space where no life can exist.
They can't survive in the Hiroshima of my mind.
The radiation is at its utmost highest.My life
My mind
My entire existenceHollow.
-Amanda ❤

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The Open Canvas [Poetry]
PoetryThe canvas is now open It is saturated with the remnants of my emotions and thoughts The canvas is englufed with the flames that burns throughout my mind Leaving the ashes behind The ashes that have now been used to paint the words left unsaid Some...