Psychopath
ByHeyMissAntagonist
@ EnglishClubMeeting 11/03/14
I don't know who I am anymore,
I can feel my finger, icy feeling illuminated it.
My head swirled with infinite emotions
My fear is finally coming to life
And I am afraid my sanity will turn into dust
The walls are flitter-flattering it is eating my soul
I faced a girl with black hair and black eyes, cheeks covered with melted eye shadows and eyeliner her lips are dull, the barriers are cracking causing her to produce red liquid in it
Her hair was sticking in her cheeks because of pure sweat. Her vulnerability was evident.
Her humanity wasn't a part of her.
And the she realized, the scars on her wrists means only one thing.
She has lost her mind.
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A/N: So, earlier I asked a friend of mine if she had fears, her answer had no doubts; death.
And I knew I don't have the same fear, I was very clear to accepting things. And then I was bothered by that fact. Suddenly, my poem "My Greatest Oblivion" popped into
my mind.
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PoetryI've experienced depression, ecstasy, hatred, and being broken. So, I vent my feelings via poetry. Disclaimer: THE COVER IS NOT MINE. I JUST EDITED IT. CREDITS TO THE ARTIST. :) Date Started: 04/05/14 CLARIFICATION: Yes, I am VanishedFromReality. I...
