Indigo Maroon

Indigo Maroon 3d

Eleanor

Eleanor
Who is she?
A shadow of a woman, waiting in earnest
for someone to care.
Beautiful phantom, hoping that someday
she will no longer be lonely.
Maybe no longer be Eleanor, but someone different
Someone better.

Eleanor
Where is she
Lingering in the church, waiting in earnest
for someone to notice her.
Majestic ghoul, sitting alone and longing
For a companion.
Someone to keep her company as she
slowly dies.

Eleanor
Why is she?
Holding on to hope, waiting in earnest
for someone to mourn her
Ghost at last, though everything seems to be the same
as when she was alive
As her coffin is placed in the ground
with no one there to toss dirt over it,
Eleanor finally loses hope.

Lonely Eleanor
Lonely, lonely
Cries tears that no one will see
She looks around, invisible as she's always been
Goes back to her home
Life resumes
As if nothing ever happened.

Based off of Eleanor Rigby by the Beatles

#eleanorrigby #lonely

Indigo Maroon 3d

In the stars

I've always searched the stars
Wondered if there could be something there
for me.
Maybe a home? Maybe an origin?
Maybe even love.
They say we are all made of
stardust.
Then why is it so hard to get along?
How can beings with stars inside of them feel
hate?
So every night, I search the stars,
wondering if, somewhere, maybe, just maybe,
someone is out there,
searching the stars
just like me.
Longing for love.
Family.
A home that is not just a place, though that sounds nice too, but a
feeling, a
person.
Who loves me as fiercely as the sun loves the moon,
so much that we will make an
eclipse
together.
Are these things really written
in the stars?

Written from the perspective of another para, Soren, who's a lot sweeter than Necare

#daydream #daydreamer #para #maladaptivedaydreamer #stars #love #soulmate #longing #moon #maladaptivedaydream

Indigo Maroon 4d

To be human 2

I used to wonder what it was like to be
human.
Used to believe I was a monster simply because of what
I was.
Now I understand.
I choose to be a monster because
they
deserve
it.
I choose to ****, to rip lives apart because of
what they did to mine.
Nothing will ever
be
the
same.
I am not a monster because I am
not
human.
I am not evil because I am
different,
foreign,
unknown.
I am not feared because of my name or my skin, but because of my
rage.
I keep my promises, always.
They deserve what is
coming.
They deserve to see the same destruction they sent
me
and my people.
They deserve to weep, kneeling on the
burnt floor
as they mourn those who were
stolen
from them
cruelly.
And, if I die in the process, then I will
finally reunite
with my family in
Caelum.
My revenge will be as
cruel
as the
names
I was called.

Written by the same para (Necare) grown up/present day.

#maladaptivedaydream #maladaptivedaydreamer #daydreamer #para #madd #human #monster #revenge #trauma

Indigo Maroon 4d

To be human

I wonder what it feels like
to be
human.
Something I have never been and will
never
be.
I wonder what it is like to have a
soul.
Certainly everything must be better when you're human,
right?
Humans look out for each other,
right?
I have never felt like a
monster.
But I know I must be, because people always
told me
I was.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally deserve
to live.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally belong, and no one would
hate me
anymore.
My family says to keep it all
inside.
They say humans are the true
monsters.
But that can't be true.
Can it?

Written from the perspective of one of my paras (Necare) when he was young.

#para #human #monster #madd #maladaptivedaydreamer #daydreamer #daydream #perspective #trauma

Indigo Maroon 4d

Untitled

I promise I'll come back to you, I promise.

Indigo Maroon 4d

I D O N ' T K N O W W H O I A M A N Y M O R E

Ink, spreading through my soul, my life, as I scribble endlessly:

Don't tell me this is normal, having two
Opposite sides of myself.
Never understanding how I can believe
Two opposing things at the same time.

Kindness always, but I long to be cruel. Love, but sometimes I
Need to hate, to feel the fire burning in my soul. The
Origin of this duality remains unknown, regardless of
What intense measures I have taken to try to understand myself.

Why am I so split? Why do I feel like I
Have to mask constantly to hide my dark side, to pretend like I'm
Only strange, not truly crazy.

I wonder sometimes what's wrong with me.

Am I falling deeper and deeper into
Madness every day?

Ask anyone: I'm "too nice". I'm sweet and enthusiastic and
Naive. But that is only one part of me. Nobody knows that every
Year I am forced to question if I am truly as good as the
Mask I put on. Yes, I am good. But I am also evil. My mind is an
Ocean, both life and death all at once. Am I just overthinking? Will I
Regret all of this worry, or regret that I didn't
Enlighten myself to the wonders and horrors of my mind sooner?

Another acrostic cause they're fun and simple and I'm bored

#acrostic #confused #emptiness #madd #duality

Indigo Maroon 4d

Palindrome

I run
Far away
Gasping for breath
How much farther?
How long until I'm safe?
Fleeing, fast as I can, from something truly dangerous
I cry from pain and fear as I sprint through the night
How do you evade yourself?
How do you run away from who you are?
I am desperate to break away, but
How do you run away from who you are?
How do you evade yourself?
I cry from pain and fear as I sprint through the night
Fleeing, fast as I can, from something truly dangerous.
How long until I'm safe?
How much farther?
Gasping for breath
Far away
I run

Words still hiding from me; this is sad; wanted to try the idea; will probably delete

#palindrome