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Gerald Aug 2021
I broke silence
to keep me from
drowning.

But a monster was
lurking on the
surface.
Gerald Aug 2021
And there I was;

alone again.

But it didn't bother me anymore. My heart had become a harbor for ghosts.
They come. But they don't stay. But they also don't really leave.
  Aug 2021 Gerald
haysia
mask
of
silence
while
your
insides
are
screaming
Gerald Aug 2021
...and this is what you've taught me; how to love someone deeply, and not want them close.

So this is what you've done. You kept me warm: and now I know to feel the cold.
Gerald Aug 2021
The light knows me; however, in bits and in pieces. The darkness knows me well.
Gerald Aug 2021
But if
you chased
my demons away,
what am I
really
left with?

Angels
don't know what
it's like to
be an outcast.
Gerald Jun 2021
To want to speak. And not to know how.

To feel. And not to know what.

To be dead, and breathing; somehow.
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