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FullmoonFlower Feb 2020
Strolling aimlessly in my cage everyday
Wake up in the same corner, sadness
were hopelessness is sitting, wrapping its arms around me
I always end up going back to that corner
Can you blame me? I'm captured like this
It's the only place where I find comfort in these dark days
I get up, not much space, each corner
has it's own sick ways of treating me
trying to pull me in, whisper lies
It ends up being the same everyday
When I get too tired of crying with sadness
I go to loneliness, but that's not a friend either
So I turn to the sons of worthlessness
telling myself today is different
but they beat me up, uppercut me every time
And then there's the fourth corner. I never go there myself
It's dark there, darker than any other corner of my prison
Darker and more scarier if you close your eyes
I wont say it's name, it's a monster without mercy
But sometimes the sons throws me over to it
And I don't know when it gets tired of having it's claws around me
suffocating me
laughing at my pain
making my body numb
everything gets so heavy
it's a combination of all the corners
I've heard about how it can destroy you
I can only sit and wait for it to get tired of playing around
with my head
FullmoonFlower Feb 2020
I was dancing with my demons the night we met,
you swooped in and took control.
The most confident soul I've ever met,
the way you studied me,
the way our eyes met.
You had no idea who I was, still you fell,
for someone like me, who you just met.
That night you stole my heart and ran
Gave me a high I've never met
made the demons even more cruel
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I didn't mind, cause my life was doomed
before we even met
Dealing with depression and falling in love can be a dangerous mixture. At the end nothing really mattered, cause my life was already falling apart. Might as well keep dancing til the music stops.
FullmoonFlower Feb 2020
You might call me old school,
I know I'm vintage.
  Feb 2020 FullmoonFlower
susurri
all the fireflies have gone
and I am abandoned in darkness
here, I can feel the emptiness
of where love used to live
  Feb 2020 FullmoonFlower
Ryan Joseph
She was like a black rose,
such beauty in sadness.
by: S.M. Pastore
FullmoonFlower Feb 2020
The energy that night,
made it all seem so right

At midnight you had to say it,
I sneaked out for a bit

The rain was poring, 
Bare feet, ignoring 

Most of the conversation were giggles, 
hearing your voice, say it, I felt tickles

‘I just need to tell you that I love you so much,
and I can't wait to see you'

It was the most beautiful lie,
to bad we had to say goodbye
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