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hydonni Apr 2020
Dark room
She can barely see her hands, which should be shaking...
Quaking under the enormity of what she is about to do...
Hard chair
Feeling like a plush armchair...
She finds the straight uncomfortable back a solace to her soul
Cold blade
Glinting in the moonlight that creeps in through drawn curtains...
Winking at her...
Taunting her...
Daring her to do it if she thinks she is brave enough...
Cream and peaches skin
A canvas for her gruesome, beautiful artwork...
Networks of scars
Each a story on it's own
Raised skin on her wrists,
Blemishes on her arms
Beautifully hideous...
A storm of emotions
A raging whirlpool, a screaming vortex
Threatening to draw her in, **** her into it's depth...
She screams internally, looking for a way out,
Begging for a form of release before she is lost as a sailor at sea.
And blade meets skin
In a whisper, a split second,
In a flash of steel, and a splash of red
The dam breaks open...
She sighs, relief coursing through her...
As she escapes her inner turmoil...
hydonni Apr 2020
"How are you? "
They asked me...
"I'm Fine... "
I'm perfectly okay,
And my chest feels like its gonna explode...
My head feels pressurized,
And white noise fills my ears...
And I'm stumbling blindly,
Barely seeing through the tears that pour down my face...
"I'm Fine... "
Everything is just peachy,
And I feel empty,
Alone in a crowd of people,
Never fitting in... Never belonging...
Floating above everything and everyone,
A lonely, solitary ghost...
"I'm Fine... "
Perfectly alright,
And I play that depressing song,
Over and over and over again,
Listening to the same sad words,
Feeling worse by the second...
"I'm Fine... "
I have never been better,
Can't you see the huge, ginormous smile on my face,
"I'm Fine... "
I swear I am,
And I'm drowning in my fears,
I can't see, I can't breathe, I can't be,
But I'm fine.
hydonni Apr 2020
Let us cry out our names in primal need in the dark,
And kiss like Eskimos when light comes.
Let us tear into ourselves like animals through the night,
And make pancakes in the morning.
hydonni Apr 2020
We are the true Gem Fusion.

**** Garnet.

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