Hatred
The night grew dark and quiet,
Yet she remained awake,
After all how could she be expected to sleep?
The insomnia she had was watered by one person.
The endless night made space for her sorrow,
Her heartbreak was like no other.
She failed to believe it,
How could a person whom she loved ever so deeply leave her so,
Shattered; broken; heartless.
The words coming up to her mind grew worse.
She stayed up, night after night,
Pondering on her ill fate.
Filled with rage, a new feeling grew in her heart,
Hatred,
And now she wished to never return.
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Mask
I don't know what to feel,
It hurts a lot here,
Yet I feel numb toward the pain.
It's like I've grown emotionless.
I don't want to feel this way,
But I cannot be protected unless I build up those walls,
Those masks I put on daily,
They make sure my pain is concealed.
I expected this to happen,
I'd prepared myself for it,
But when it did,
It ruined me.
You might feel it's my heart that's shattered,
And although that may hold slightly true,
My soul can feel a burning scratch.
And thus, the mask must stay on.
-A
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A Dive Into My Mind
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