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 Oct 2015 Quitterie
aviisevil
how you make me broken
shivering
inside my flesh in the crowd
my scars are open
withering
as the dark beats loud


would you not come
and save me from myself
or are you finally done
and I can make my way to hell


there's so much to learn
and breathe when there's no one
every empty space
waiting for someone

howling in the dark
searching through the scars

when emptiness is more
haunting than the silence
then there are no doors
only walls that are silent



I have died countless times
nameless hours
seething in the abyss
for a loveless heart
breathing the smoke
and nurturing dreams
nursing the scars
as the skin screams


wake me from this slumber
hold my hand and feed me to a cage
make me
a prisoner within my own mind
and remind me
what preaches the sage
about what's fair

finding clues
of skies and stars
near and far
inside of a heart
drinking
blueberry poison


inking red
across the corpses
dying arm in arms
in the coldness of dark
full of scars and worms
together and warm
once
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 Jun 2015 Quitterie
Kiarra Dean
recently
ive been feeling
alone
and not just the lonley
where your lacking a person
or a presence
an alone where you cant feel anything
and it feels like your stomach
is droping from the top of a rollercoaster
and it is because of you

you, you, you, you, everyone

and i hate it. i cannot change it

i have no control
and i like having control
over my own emotions
i cannot feel anything
my brain
is in a soft fuzzy blanket
i cannot feel
my stomach
the acid burns it numb
and my heart
it has stopped
dead in my throat
my eyes
have become blind
by the boiling aogny flowing out
my mouth
the words gushing out
cut it, emotions choking me

i long
to not be able to feel
because numbness
is

  forever


          agony
spelling errors are intentional, all written in the spur of the moment

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