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persephonesalix
persephonesalix
17/Non-binary/NC
fake friends gossip fake friends talk behind your back fake friends laugh even when you don't think it's funny fake friends seem nice fake friends comfort you fake friends make you feel safe even if you shouldnt fake friends lie to you fake friends say it's okay fake friends encourage you to do the wrong thing fake friends give you confidence fake friends tell you it's okay fake friends make you tell the truth even if you shouldn't fake friends ruin relationships fake friends make you do things fake friends say it's fine as long as it feels that good fake friends are addictive fake friends make you think wrong is right fake friends make you keep coming back even if you shouldn't fake friends become your only friends fake friends make you feel alright fake friends take the edge off but sooner or later fake friends will. ******* **** you.
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:02 PM UTC
my only friend
i am supposed to be okay. i told them all i knew what to do if i started feeling this way again. i really thought i did i thought i could prevent this but it is all coming back i was supposed to be the miraculous  recovery the story of hope but i have slipped back into my old patterns faster than i could realize it it seems too late now another round in the match against the darkness that fills my insides the darkness that slithers and creeps its way through my once bright mind putting out any source of light and draining all colors i have fought this before and seemed to have won but it never takes long for it to regain strength and start strangling me from the inside once again a familiar feeling of emptiness fills my body each time those cold dark fingers wrap around my soul it grows stronger with each grotesque thought it sends into my now darkened mind the color and light that once inhabited this cavern are starved of the positivity they need to burgeon and so they lie weakened dwindling and starving on the damp ground becoming more frail with each wave of pain and despair faster and faster this climate becomes too harsh for them and they are gone vanished alongside hopefulness and optimism i try to recall what it felt like when the color and light still remained but the thought seems distant and foreign i cannot wrap my mind around the way i used to think and feel filled with naivety and hope i squashed negative thoughts with thoughts of love and positivity but now the roles are reversed every day i search for that sliver of love and happiness which i know is behind one of these doors in the darkened hallways of my mind one day i shall find it i know this search will not conclude soon and i will not find what i am looking for as quickly as i want to but when i do and i know i will i will nourish it like my own child it will grow stronger and stronger with each step i take towards the light it will nurse on my laughter and feed on my joy one day i will find this light and care for it like one of my own i just cannot bear the wait the search the feeling in its place but for now i will keep on looking because i refuse to let the darkness win
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 1:12 AM UTC
manic depression: a freeverse.
i am supposed to be okay. i told them all i knew what to do if i started feeling this way again. i really thought i did i thought i could prevent this but it is all coming back i was supposed to be the miraculous  recovery the story of hope but i have slipped back into my old patterns faster than i could realize it it seems too late now another round in the match against the darkness that fills my insides the darkness that slithers and creeps its way through my once bright mind putting out any source of light and draining all colors i have fought this before and seemed to have won but it never takes long for it to regain strength and start strangling me from the inside once again a familiar feeling of emptiness fills my body each time those cold dark fingers wrap around my soul it grows stronger with each grotesque thought it sends into my now darkened mind the color and light that once inhabited this cavern are starved of the positivity they need to burgeon and so they lie weakened dwindling and starving on the damp ground becoming more frail with each wave of pain and despair faster and faster this climate becomes too harsh for them and they are gone vanished alongside hopefulness and optimism i try to recall what it felt like when the color and light still remained but the thought seems distant and foreign i cannot wrap my mind around the way i used to think and feel filled with naivety and hope i squashed negative thoughts with thoughts of love and positivity but now the roles are reversed every day i search for that sliver of love and happiness which i know is behind one of these doors in the darkened hallways of my mind one day i shall find it i know this search will not conclude soon and i will not find what i am looking for as quickly as i want to but when i do and i know i will i will nourish it like my own child it will grow stronger and stronger with each step i take towards the light it will nurse on my laughter and feed on my joy one day i will find this light and care for it like one of my own i just cannot bear the wait the search the feeling in its place but for now i will keep on looking because i refuse to let the darkness win
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and now that cold, heavy blanket i've been trapped under for so long, gets a little bit lighter, and i can finally feel the sun it hasn't always been this light, mind you i just haven't always been this strong
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 1:38 AM UTC
strength
apocalypse one is happening before our eyes one we caused disguised by lies money what they make from the week they become hooked to the relief they seek zombies are what is left nothing to regret souls left waning while the industries are gaining
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Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC
apocalypse
i cant just say im good or bad i cant just say im tired or im mad but thats what my feelings must be reduced to because im not sure you would understand the chaos and unsteadiness my mind has gotten used to when i cry or cant catch my breath i wont know how to talk to you because i cannot describe the hurricane my mind has turned into so im sorry if i dont say anything or if i say im fine when im not but i really dont understand where to begin with untying this knot
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Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
dont have the vocabulary
i tell myself i will tell you when you ask when you finally notice the frowns, the sighs, the circles under my eyes i tell myself i will tell you when you ask if everything is alright when you ask for the reason i have been sleeping less at night i tell myself i'm ready i tell myself you will understand but every time you ask and the truth could come out i tell you there's nothing to worry about
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Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
tell myself/tell you
sorry is an understatement for the pain i put you through i understand why you dont want to hear it i built you up and tore you down like it was some sort of game like if it put you in pain it wasnt me to blame i held you and promised through thick and thin but i couldnt help when the doubt kicked in it couldve been better, i couldve done more, didnt need to hurt her, i think until i cant think anymore i want to make it up but theres no other way i hope it at least helps if i say i hate myself for what i did every single day
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Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
nyx
i miss you but i shouldn't you are no good for me and i have scars to prove it but once again my mind slips back to you and your sweet relief your sweet metallic kiss you hurt me but i love it because its better to hurt than to be numb
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
back to you
i'll dissolve like that acid on your tongue as you saturate me in your lies i'll burn like that joint in your mouth when you can't look me in the eyes and you will sting from the slaps you never got each time you made me cry
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Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
faded