we are tragically alive
wishing to find something familiar
our minds too cold and dark
for long nights like these
they hold me down
and tell me to stand
they tie me up
and tell me to run
we are all broken
left wishing for more
sleep never comes
they didn't tell us that monsters have nightmares too
i hold the world
but unlike atlas
i was given a choice
and my back breaks
that heavy feeling in your chest
i have it too
it crushes your heart
and flattens your lungs
i ask forgiveness
i wasn't enough
i regret to say that my dreams
are out of reach
i wasn't always like this
but something died in me that day
burning at both ends
slowly fading into the shadows
the one thing i fear
is my insecurities
being real
intrusive thoughts taking form
facing the truth
of a false world
no light in our eyes
losing hope
helpless
selfless
worthless
always being less
isolation is not safety
but oh how i wish to feel safe
but how can i be saved
from myself
i fall
and shatter
littering the ground
with my broken pieces
and instead of people helping me
they complain
about how I'm in their way
so i let myself be walked on to make others happy
my voice cracks
my shoulders heave
and the crying comes
drowning my screams for help
*****
stuck between a rock and a hard place...
~Luna Galaxy, a fallen star
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bloodied whispers
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