"Sometimes you leave the ones you love, But if it's love, they won't give up, 'Cause they know a war's raging and you gotta choose, These days are tough, these days are long, Sometimes it's hard, you carry on, But I hear a voice singing and I know it's true"

There is no denying it.
But she wasn't that kind of beautiful
that made everyone turn,
Or took everyone's breath away when
she entered the room.
Her beauty was hidden,
But once you see it, she becomes
nothing but beautiful.
She was the kind of beautiful that
keeps you up at night,
The kind that makes us love every
part of her.
Some people may not see it,
And you know they can't,

But she was beautiful.

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It’s only been two hours

tw: self harm


There’s this noise
It’s on repeat
In my head
And it’s whispering
In the back of my mind

do it again
                  cut deeper this time
   don’t you want to see the blood?
                       don’t you want to feel the pain?
        you want it.              i know.
                         just pull out the knife
              clean it
and release

My heart feels like
it's about to shut down
from all the truths
that only I know

People view me
as kind
selfless
heartfelt
with empathy

Yet once they witness
my darker side
this inner demon
that is always
a few steps behind me

Once they see
the ashes and smeared blood
tainted within my mind and heart

I am once again alone
alone to pick up the pieces 
of a love that never was

happiness is not fearing the ending.
it's being excited about the beginning
happiness is not being scared of suffering, of hurting, of dying.
happiness is living the moment at its best, knowing it could end any second, but not caring.
happiness is so strong that sometimes it is hard to express.
because happiness comes from deep within you.

I need a hero
A hero willing to enter my gruelling darkness searching for my lost soul.