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Lacking
I take a look back at my past
A life peppered with despair
Of dreams that'd never last
And wounds that won't repair
Bleeding cavities in my soul
Pouring out hope's last remains
Leaving only the blackened hole
Coated only in scars and stains
Too many things remain undone
Acheivements forever unchecked
Failures rotting under the sun
Past a mess, future is wrecked
That list of goals lies bare
Wilting and dying of the shame
Each day, so depressingly aware
And yet, it's only me to blame
It's those simple little things
Common to every single person
But not me, oh how it stings
Can only watch my sanity worsen
God I feel so pathetic and sad
Missing out because of how I look
Locked inside, I am going mad
With this agony, I'm ever stuck
Something basic like a first kiss
ever only a delusional thought
Another thing I'll have to miss
Nothing works the way it ought
Everyone else gets that moment
A feeling my mind can't perceive
Only filled with bitter resent
Of a give I shall never receive
I hate having to accept defeat
Realising I'm destined to be alone
Watching as you make your retreat
There's only me walking this street
Living in a world devoid of light
Where everything fades out of view
I cry alone each dark lonely night
Knowing what I'm lacking is you
I take a look back at my past
A life peppered with despair
Of dreams that'd never last
And wounds that won't repair
Bleeding cavities in my soul
Pouring out hope's last remains
Leaving only the blackened hole
Coated only in scars and stains
Too many things remain undone
Acheivements forever unchecked
Failures rotting under the sun
Past a mess, future is wrecked
That list of goals lies bare
Wilting and dying of the shame
Each day, so depressingly aware
And yet, it's only me to blame
It's those simple little things
Common to every single person
But not me, oh how it stings
Can only watch my sanity worsen
God I feel so pathetic and sad
Missing out because of how I look
Locked inside, I am going mad
With this agony, I'm ever stuck
Something basic like a first kiss
ever only a delusional thought
Another thing I'll have to miss
Nothing works the way it ought
Everyone else gets that moment
A feeling my mind can't perceive
Only filled with bitter resent
Of a give I shall never receive
I hate having to accept defeat
Realising I'm destined to be alone
Watching as you make your retreat
There's only me walking this street
Living in a world devoid of light
Where everything fades out of view
I cry alone each dark lonely night
Knowing what I'm lacking is you
Literature
Conventional Tragedies
Her mother was a sphinx, she was her favorite riddle,
her father played lullabies on Lucifer's fiddle.
Her facade was a doll, with a torn out pull string,
she lost it in a battle with an innerspring.
Her hopes were static ivy that crackled so high,
white noise never failed in making her cry.
Her belly was a bird cage that was empty inside,
she buried the song in her mind when it died.
Her skin was a roadmap of savage tattoos,
and bruised evil eyes inked in with voodoo.
Her hair was a tangle of fate 'round her head,
so she cut it off madly, and colored it red.
Her heart was a temple, without any worship,
'till spiders replaced lov
Literature
Fragments of You and Me
I
fell in love with a stranger´s laugh
in the kitchen, Monday afternoon
He forgot his front door keys here and
concluded he had to stay for a while, so sorry
I said, if I find it I´ll throw it in the lake
You
locked us in the paradise garden
painted flowers on my body
and let the starlight breathe life into them
I
counted the times my heart skipped a beat when you called my name
stopped counting when my brain didn´t work anymore
- why did my heart still work
You
said you´d buy me a respirator
so you can kiss me until we can´t breathe anymore
and don´t have to fear you´d kill me
She
Literature
Mistakes
Why am I constantly hiding?
Surrounded by screams that pierce the soul,
Leaving me in tears...
Why do these innocent mistakes come back and haunt me?
Something so minor,
Having such a consequence...
Why am I always the victim?
Do I stick out in some horrific way,
That I need to be abused...
Why do I feel sympathy for those who continually hurt me?
Always shooting me down,
But I defend them...
Why has no one freed me from this prison?
Is this what I deserve,
To feel this way...
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Kinda stuck in rut... again and as usual it's not exactly a pleasant one but venting may erode the sides of this encampment. Well at least I can manage that...
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Before I gush about the amazingness and such, I just thought that I should let you know that the line "Everyone else get's that moment", has a t between the r and y. It doesn't bother me, I just thought you might like to know.
This is so true. Absolutely and utterly brilliant! It's so close to me heart!
This is so true. Absolutely and utterly brilliant! It's so close to me heart!