My soul is sad,
My spirit is morose,
But my lips parts into a smile,
It's hard to tell what I'm feeling,
Each part is split and acting out,
Maybe I'm that good at holding the personalities,
Am I just a parallel person,
One with memories of each severed part,
It's all in my head right?
The split kisses of pain,
The ones that bide with me in my holes
The one that relinquishes my hopes.
I want to cede myself to this reality,
I don't want to do it while drowning,
I have a raging storm in me,
Yet my face is calm like the sunset,
A part of me has known this all along,
Then there are the other facets lauding and aloof,
Some days it's like they are crashing together,
Other days they are distant like headlights,
Some days I feel the rage taking over,
I think it has a vendetta against the weaker one,
The side that holds balloons in the closet,
The pathetic side that makes us fragile.
I've been struggling with this emptiness,
It's like nothing else exists,
The pain and the confusion they never vanish,
I can't take it and it's breaking me daily,
My demons wave and I frail,
I wonder where my shoulder angels are,
My vendetta held as a votive,
Not in vain but veracity,
The ugliness is getting to me,
Turning my flaws into poetry,
Ones that hide my truths in each line,
Like a treasure map but in my head.
I want to be hypnotized and deserted,
But I also want to be loved and cared for,
I'm giving up on those anyways,
No one seems to understand my contradictions,
I'm acting like a puppet master,
One that is lost within his own shows,
I've lived my life inside pages,
I think I should be a character now,
It will make perfect sense of how to be happy,
I don't have to be at war with myself,
I don't have to be guilty with the sadness,
I won't have to worry with the midnight mania.
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PsychoDrama and Terrors🥀
PoesíaI'm talking to myself and I hope I'm listening, I'm juggling the inside and outside heavy, I'm keeping it from falling apart, I'm holding it together just by a strand, One day it will rip of from my palm, together with a tear or two but now, let...
