Tragically Beautiful

Tragically Beautiful

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A heart so kind and gentle, Surely bestowed upon an angel. Wings with bright whites, clean From taint; mind and soul. But through kind hearted acts, With no trace of selfish or greed, Did this angel be broken, Mind, heart and soul. Although she did lie, Clean through and through, She did so believe. The taint grew and grew. She did try pretend, She needed not attention nor To be something more Than just unimportant. But with each lie Weaved through her, did her Mind fall to ruins And her heart to the taint. A red heart tainted black, White wings ripped and forgotten. An angel no more, Fallen to her mind's darkness. (Highest rank: #97 in Poetry)
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Cover made by the amazing @mikeyspizzadope (go check them out they're cool) It's 3 A.M., and you can't sleep. Your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest. Your ears are ringing, echoing in your brain, and everything hurts so badly. Your vision is going blurry as you try to fight back the tears, and you're wondering why you even try anymore. At one point or another, most of us have experienced the feeling of worthlessness, shame, or guilt. We feel like we're at rock bottom, and it seems like nothing will ever get any better no matter how hard we try. One thing we do know for sure, though, is that where there is dark, there is bound to be light, no matter how small that speck may be. There's always hope, no matter how far out of reach it may seem. There's always light in the dark. TW/CW: mentions of anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts. "I know that even when things seem dark and at rock bottom, there's always hope. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. As small as that little shaft of light may seem, it's not out of reach." - something a friend of mine once told me All of the poems in this book have been written by me. Completed on August 22, 2020

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