Every night I close my eyes and go to the storm. Every morning I wake up to the blazing flame.
Orange bursts and dark blue emptiness, both contrasting yet so strikingly the same.
So the dream I endure, wishing so desperately that it was not just a fantasy.
Do you hear me? Do you hear me screaming?
Do you feel what I feel, when I pretend to smile?
Every muscle, every tooth, every bone. Aching. Lying. Pretending.
My life is fading from me like the wake of a ship.
My hope, is just a disintegrating anchor I struggle to hold on to, in this flood of... humanity.
Strange.
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Then again I almsot forgot. This poem. Doesn't rhyme
It has no Rhythm.
But it is still a poem.
I can't feel you there. I can't look into your eyes. Does that make me any less human?
Am I stuck in this giant shadow, cast by those who seek the brightest light?
This pain is so easy to grasp. And so hard to let go.
They tell me that pain is not good. That I must seek peace. And goodness.
But this pain is my home, it's where I'm from. And yet now I've crossed the boundary.
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Perhaps I'm dying. Perhaps this gaping hole inside me has finally consumed me.
Perhaps I've already died.
Perhaps I've been born again, but this time, able to condense all the storms and trials into a few words on a white backdrop.
Able to manipulate them to make people feel, to laugh, to cry, to wonder, to hate.
Yet feel nothing at all, while I do it.
-Void was always here.
--Chicky doesn't know is Teddy notices her... but Chicky is here as well
--fairy is here and blue is so happy right now and lazy as hell
--blue is here too... 0-0
-Eggo was here and the only thing I can think of is my drowining voice on skype xD
