tragedy of existence(mid night poetry part 2)

the unseen

The Unseen Life

I thought pain was created to fade

But it seems like my life was crafted to break

So I apologize to the mirror and say "I'm sorry, it's too late."

I can't even look at my own face, as I can never accept my mistakes

I realize that I am brokenly made

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My mind bleeds away the memories I've wasted

Remorse begins to slowly fill in the gaps that are left

This stained razor blade leaves every dark moment perfectly divided

I try not to indulge in act of prayer, because I refuse to ever confess

Even in death I will never rest

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All visible colors descend into the ground

And time drifts off to sleep

Every sharp outline ascends into the clouds

As this reality begins to dream

This world has truly abandoned me

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I keep on doing what I've done

So I can't deny that I've forsaken hope

I couldn't stop the emptiness once it had begun

But I had no other choice, because I was left alone

All I have ever had was myself to disown

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Dawning self-hatred with no end

I could only loath it silently

Can't take back what I said

Love is just a fantasy

I was born to mourn regretfully

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Something that no condolences can ever express

My swift judgment was ruled secretly by thee

Guilt and blame was a part of your sentence

So I am what finally remains to be

I wish this life of mine could be unseen