This story is a story
I'd have to tell in person.
Where the person
should be able to listen
for a long time.
They should be patient
and not say a word
'till the end of the story.

This is a type of story
without any end.
It slowly adds a page on
day by day.
It's a story that will have no end
until the day I die.

This is a story
about me.
It's a story where
hearts are broken
and where mending occurs.

It's a story where
tears are shed.
And I'd told myself that
no more of those.
Boys are not worth crying over
even in the toughest of times.

It's a story where
the no-crying rule
has made me stronger
It's made me guard my heart
and helped me to live better.

It's a story where
I think I've moved on
but inside I know I haven't.
I leave those thoughts to
the back of my head.
But they come back to haunt me
anyways.

It's a story where
those thoughts occur
whenever the moment arrises.
I tell myself there's someone new
but my mind won't let me get over it.

It's a story where
my mind is so stubborn
and won't move on.
It's stuck back on that person
and won't let me change my mindset.

It's a story where
maybe I won't move on
because of all the time I've spent
chasing after that person.
All the energy I've spent.

It's a story where
I've just let it hang there
and it'll always hang there
'till the day I die.

I am here to help you,
But only momentarily
To assist in diminishing your previous errors

Small and smooth
Use me until you get your ideal outcome
Then toss me to the side and forget about me
Only to remember when another mistake arrises

Use me over and over because that is what I am here for
Little pieces of me crumble with every use
Slowly withering away
Until one day
I am gone

i used to be a diamond,
aligning with the light,
polished by the heat and flying high just like a kite,
a diamond full of style algorithms were in order,
boppin’ to the rhythm dancing closely to the border,
everyday i smiled,
running miles in a dream-like false reality i guarantee that i am happier in my mentality,
where everything is diamond-like,
everything’s electric and eccentric as i’m taking flight,
everyday’s adventurous when dawn arrises after night,
everyday is better when i stay within my sunken mind,
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everyday is monotone when i’m alone within the night,
dusk appears and grabs me by the ear into the reaping night,
now i’m here and i can hear my fears all mixed up in the night,
now my tears are failing to adhere against my melanin,
now they fall into the dark and ripple like it’s gelatin
elegantly moving, throwing chills against my skeleton,
then again i feel as if reality is menacing,
so i stay within my mind and all my stress is lessening,
artificial fantasies seem to be my remedy and glorifying memories seem to bring serenity,
so now i will return.