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A Perfect Mess Apr 2015
Lost my way today,
Or maybe I've always been
Outside of myself
Trying to get back in.
Hiding in the shadows
Blending behind the crowd
Wishing I felt purpose
Beneath this black raincloud
But the more effort I put forth
The further I sink in the dark
I believe I perfected failure
You can even ask my broken heart
Yesterday has gone and left
leaving another empty promise
And even though my hopes remain
I'm lost in life's abyss
Written with a friend
A Perfect Mess Apr 2015
I often hide how I feel
Because it's reality that is real.
I was always told anger is bad,
It was not okay to sometimes be mad.
Religion taught me it was a sin,
And heaven I would never win.
"you will go to hell" my Mother threatened.
Often using these words as a weapon.
I learned to believe these hurtful words,
As the darkness began to build inwards.
Emotions and feeling are a part of daily life,
And does not truly affect my afterlife.
Anger is a strong emotion,
But does not mean I lack devotion.
What is in my heart,
Is where love starts.
The feelings of being misunderstood,
Goes back to early childhood.
I often blame myself for my lack of strength,
Punishing myself at great lengths..
Hiding all the things that went wrong,
Just so maybe I would finally belong.
Fear has always took control.
Leaving me with only a broken soul.
I did not fight back,
And strength at times I did lack.
But that day I chose to run away,
I knew I could no longer stay.
A simple promise I made within,
And what a struggle to keep its been.
Forgiving my inner child for her fear,
Leaves me continuing to persevere.
A Perfect Mess Apr 2015
Inner demons stealing our last breath,
With only their loving kiss of death,
The broken warring for survival
Left in a world full of self denial.
Empty souls left unleashed
Upon our fears they simply feast.

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