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Grace Darling Dec 2018
darkness encases me
falling
endlessly

reaching out
into nothing

attempts to end my descent
fruitless

ringing fills my ears
my eyes open to the world

i feel no relief
Grace Darling Dec 2018
Once the world was happy,
Love and Joy, they danced around.
Then in crept Insecurity and Doubt
to strike them down.

Their attack was not direct,
No, much more devious
They acted like they cared for them
When they were there to bury them.

"I'm only looking out for you"
"Trust me, I know what's best"
They slowly gained their trust,
and well I'm sure you know the rest.

"You look rather silly dancing with Love like that"
Insecurity hissed.
Doubt cried,
"Joy's better off without you, you surely won't be missed!"

Now Joy never leaves her house,
Doubt has her trapped in there
and that evil Insecurity
has Love tied to a chair.
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Grace Darling Sep 2018
there was a girl whose heart did grow
she loved and loved but we all know.
that when she loved the whole world round
they spit, and stomped her to the ground.

she learned to hide her heart away
it never saw the light of day
she locked it up and tossed the key
and oh this girl, well she was me.

the first cold day at summers end
the laughter of her closest friend
they'd bring a smile to her face
but fail to touch a deeper place

she did find joy in little things
but then her heart would cut the strings
her friends they pulled her up for breath
yet she was plagued by thoughts of death
Grace Darling Apr 2018
your razor sharp words aren’t aimed at me
yet they still leave their mark
the shrapnel it rips me to shreds i can’t stand it
i feel myself falling apart
watching other people hurt can be just as painful
Grace Darling Apr 2018
It's a funny kind of irony
That I'm being held back-by me
Countless people build me up
and I knock myself down

I'm alive, but I'm hardly living
opportunities I'm missing
crushes that I am not kissing
since this little voice is hissing

"something will go wrong no doubt"
"no one wants to ask you out"
"not good enough: your clothes, your hair"
"just stay at home, you're safer there"

I know this voice
I know her well
She *****, I tell her
"Go to Hell"
I like to pretend my anxious thoughts come from someone else because it makes it easier to tell them to *******
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