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starchild-1
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16/Other/NightSky Everything,Nothing,Everywhere,Nowhere,Reality,Unreality
Floating threw the universe now painfully passing threw the destruction of the world the only thing i'm tied to now is him
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 7:18 PM UTC
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Some say I'm not the same maybe I have changed I used to be able to tell used to be able to know what's wrong with me...? Is it my face? Or my hair, maybe my eyes do not glow it's cause my frown doesn't show I'm not good at my grades but I am at the stage I know how to act every day I may not be beautiful i may not be smart, but I love them I love you why isn't that enough? You say it's on me if I explode from the lies that I've said to spare my sickness from your head, and it is said it's my fault if I end up dead what is wrong with me!? why do I think these thoughts what is wrong with me? why am I so distraught i know I'm not special i know I'm not alone then why do I feel so cold? It's on me, they don't understand it's my fault, that they want me to frown it's my fault, less guilt on their crowns that they want me to be happy when they are happy to lighten to be ok why are they so two faced But still.. it's not all of them they are loving they are kind they could understand, but I only wish that they could see that the pain that's in me isn't for them to feel And i get it all i've understood it all overthought it all every moment every motion all the pain that I cannot share there is to much I know for me to show You may think not you'll pass this without a care but just so you know I will keep on smiling i'll keep hiding till you are merry and if not I still don't know What's wrong with me...
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Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 6:40 PM UTC
What's Wrong With Me?
Close your eyes, pretend to fly But, somehow, your not pretending anymore once the darkness glazed over, it becomes real, you swim in the clouds and glowing yellow sky the cool, cold, but warm air fills and surrounds your soul replacing the emptiness, inside And now you realize, this is reality this is your dream your capable of smashing all things your expected to be, because this is your fairy tale dream The beautiful sky that your free to fly, fades, now it's water, you float upon it's calm surface just above the darkness that intends to swallow you but it doesn't. it's so calm the water reflects the stars above, my friends, this is the calm before every storm, the quiet voice before the trailed, de-railed, echo and despite the seas promise not to pull you into darkness, it does, This is my home, the sea keeps me captive in it's darkness, my only light is my night sky but this, is even worse the monsters that lurk here mock me, for being here and not even in reach of my light, my illuminant, Night Sky I'm trapped here, but this is a dream isn't it? Yes... No but I'm not really here, so yes, I've been told I go around as a hypocrite, by people whom I try to help, people who figure out why I'm so good with other people's seas of darkness and lurking, mocking, monsters, is because I hide my own. I dream my own. This is no cry for help, I'm not some ticking time bomb ready to start the next world war, no.. I do what others cant, what psychologists and beruocrats cant stand to hear, Is I put others dark ocean of emotion, before my own I'm capable of understanding and standing under others judgemental tries, because I'm more, your more, then reality If you truly are more then this world full of people who believe that others pain is some sort of joke, You know, You already have an Understanding of the full picture you have a understanding that not only do I bottle my pain so I am capable of mending others happy endings But because I can't open up because it's to much and I'd rather it inside me then others Because I love so many others I can't, and this may seem like some rant, Some poorly organized throw up of emotion on a digital page but this is my ocean this is my sea this is my illuminant sea life reminding me how I can't have Real stars So I become others Fairy Tale Fixture
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Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 8:26 PM UTC
Fairy Tale Fixture
Close your eyes, pretend to fly But, somehow, your not pretending anymore once the darkness glazed over, it becomes real, you swim in the clouds and glowing yellow sky the cool, cold, but warm air fills and surrounds your soul replacing the emptiness, inside And now you realize, this is reality this is your dream your capable of smashing all things your expected to be, because this is your fairy tale dream The beautiful sky that your free to fly, fades, now it's water, you float upon it's calm surface just above the darkness that intends to swallow you but it doesn't. it's so calm the water reflects the stars above, my friends, this is the calm before every storm, the quiet voice before the trailed, de-railed, echo and despite the seas promise not to pull you into darkness, it does, This is my home, the sea keeps me captive in it's darkness, my only light is my night sky but this, is even worse the monsters that lurk here mock me, for being here and not even in reach of my light, my illuminant, Night Sky I'm trapped here, but this is a dream isn't it? Yes... No but I'm not really here, so yes, I've been told I go around as a hypocrite, by people whom I try to help, people who figure out why I'm so good with other people's seas of darkness and lurking, mocking, monsters, is because I hide my own. I dream my own. This is no cry for help, I'm not some ticking time bomb ready to start the next world war, no.. I do what others cant, what psychologists and beruocrats cant stand to hear, Is I put others dark ocean of emotion, before my own I'm capable of understanding and standing under others judgemental tries, because I'm more, your more, then reality If you truly are more then this world full of people who believe that others pain is some sort of joke, You know, You already have an Understanding of the full picture you have a understanding that not only do I bottle my pain so I am capable of mending others happy endings But because I can't open up because it's to much and I'd rather it inside me then others Because I love so many others I can't, and this may seem like some rant, Some poorly organized throw up of emotion on a digital page but this is my ocean this is my sea this is my illuminant sea life reminding me how I can't have Real stars So I become others Fairy Tale Fixture
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Consume me within you As I walk through the dark Through the gate of another world Consume me within you Wrap me in your pain And consume me within your rage You are my companion And my worst fear You whisper to me the lies people tell Then turn around and whisper your own You whisper to me the hate in peoples hearts Then turn around and consume me within your own Sometimes I wish for you to let me go But without you I feel as if I'm no one Nonexistent Like the smallest whisper carried by the wind Could wisp my will away So no Don't go Wrap me in the dark And pull me into the darkest corners of reality As you consume me Within you
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 11:15 PM UTC
Consume Me Within You
Titles are meaning deeper, the title brighter, the title, GREATER, the title the more views one gets the more likes or attention ones creation gets most of the time I'd love for someone to notice these someone to hear their pleas Like I do my creations my words And my understanding doesn't just come from my heart, it comes from theirs to... I feel it all and some may just say I'm edgy the darkness may seem sketchy but one would only believe that if they haven't experienced pain From another And those others the others... are becoming opinionated and offended And are starting to say 'NOBODY WILL UNDERSTAND' like I did, on the sixth year, and bad day But when did I...? Become nobody
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Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 5:48 PM UTC
Love, Nobody
Guess i'm back i am sorry i really lacked from insanity thinking 'Why?' for quite some time i should've listened but at least i'm better better understanding better at looking better at surviving better me I may be overthought maybe over thinking overthinking constantly gave me understanding but the slight anxiety and apathy i didn't care they didn't In multiple reality's It may take time to revive what once followed but does it matter? As long as the thoughts flood and the tears fall across my soul i will live in multiple reality's
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
Im back in multiple reals
I always bother you though I never try. I hate the tears but I cant keep from the cry. you are everywhere I can never find everywhere but by my side and its pathetic, I  _know_ it is and yet... I cant keep the panic at bay and still.... anxiety steals my words before i can say i m i s s y o u i l o v e y o u w i l l y o u s t i l l r e t u r n w i l l i e v e r l e a r n w i l l y o u l o v e m e i f i d o      w i l l y o u l o v e m e i f i d o n o t
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
My little Always
I love him I tell myself I know that We will be together forever I don’t believe that We could be separated My thoughts tell me that He’s the love of my life Sometimes my heart lies and says I could live an eternity Without him Like my friends say “We’re perfect for each other” And you can’t tell me He’s not the one. Now read from bottom to top.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 11:02 AM UTC
A Reverse Poem
Its not good mentally i was never good, but too fail so much it explains why i lack, i keep it in because i know how much words can hurt knowing that i know how much emotions hurt. the words fine and ok good and 'yeah.. just tired,' can hide so much, And why do i play this game, it doesn't count as lieing it is hiding, not out of cowardice but out of perspective. How one is hurting from an arrow in their back as another walks up too them and asks, 'Are you ok?' because they care because they realize everyone has pain. but nobody realizes that the person who asked, 'Are you ok?' Has a multitude of arrows in their back But it doesn't matter for women and men, we each have the same sized ladder to climb but the people in between that can see past the stereotypical remarks, and bullying of all kinds past their pain, to make others laugh, ..and smile... It doesn't matter, who you are why you do things what you look like. we all have pain but some will keep it locked up bottle it up in a jar that will never break, so they can mend the wandering broken hearts of this world. But sometimes they can be misunderstood, because they smile in a world filled with frowns but their only misunderstood,   Because of their untold words that lye with the pain and sadness that lye's in their mason jar, heart
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
Words Untold in a Mason Jar