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Heaven Sep 2017
They tell me
"You have no heart"
But I love people
I just always end up hurt.
I can appreciate people
but they haven't given me a reason to.
I have a heart,
it's just broken into pieces.
Heaven Aug 2017
Screams pierced the air.
Hate filled the atmosphere.
But I saw a new world.
I jumped in.
In a world where darkness was the only light.
The people ruled with their heads,
as they had no hearts.
A perfect society,
where "love" was never a factor,
and no one had any regrets.
But in this world,
everyone was lonely,
but their brains couldn't process that word,
and they couldn't understand what was missing in their lives.
It was problems,
and problems only came when you ruled with your heart.
So I realized immediately,
that this was not a world
that I wished to be apart of,
because I am content
with my confusing, troubling life.
Darkness was the Only light
Heaven Aug 2017
My heart is numb
I can't feel it anymore.
It's for the best.
All those things I did -
they hurt me.
I hurt me.
But now I'm numb
I can't feel it anymore.
I used to indulge in pain.
It assured me that I was living
It's not there any more
Am I dead?
I'm not living.
But I'm alive.
The definition of dead.
Heaven Aug 2017
I just realized
that I've been running away from myself.
I am the monster.
I am my demons.
They all made a home inside of me.
The longer I'm still here,
they are here with me.
I am my worst nightmare.
I am my best dream.
I am the things I hate.
I hold the things I hate.
I only hate
me
I am what I spent my whole life running from. I will never be what I was running to. I will never be the master of my fate. I have already given the demons the key.
Heaven Aug 2017
My thoughts are uncollected.
They race through my mind,
like cars on the express way.
Words pop up in my head.
Usually in this order:
Not
Good
Enough
I can't tell if it's true.
I guess I'll see.
When I receive the message from you.
Heaven Aug 2017
I'm tired
I'm tired of this mask
because it itches my face.
Why can't I be free
or be who I want to be.
I'm tired of that lie
that finds its way out my lips
everyday.
'I'm fine"
I'm tired of these people
who act like they care
but don't.
I'm tired of being here,
but I'm here.
Or am I?
Heaven Aug 2017
" sure"
  that little word
   with so much meaning.
    my mother hates when i use it
  as if she'd like anything i did
   - she doesn't
    she disapproves of me
i'm
a disappointment
a abomination
a teenage monster.
i wish she didn't
because it hurts me
that the one person that's
supposed
to care
doesn't.
does it amaze you
how all these negative feelings
come from one word?
sure
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