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kala Dec 2014
the flames engulf me
and scorch my skin.
my pain subsides
along with one deadly sin.
the fire kisses my every inch
and i only feel a slight pinch.
i hold my tremors; i am not that weak;;
out of my pores, my life starts to leak.
kala Dec 2014
you cannot seize to pace
when will we ever leave this place?
an aqua-free drowning
their tormenting voices in our heads;
the constant pounding.
all i want to show them,
all i want them to see
is when we're flying
oh darling
quite the flawless soul
you were truly meant to be.
kala Jan 2015
i knew i had fallen
when you were taken from me
and i drowned in my own sorrow
for months
when you wouldn't leave this
ugh
wretched damsel
when i showed you the landscape
of me
and you insist upon creating shelter
upon it
when i stayed awake long hours
of the night
scared and
desperate and
wishing and
hoping
that you were the dove that stayed
who would never lift a talon
to my fragile soul.
kala Dec 2014
darling* there's no need to
fret
depression is my life's right
set
baby don't you
worry
self hatred is my soul's fate,
surely
dear don't shed a useless
tear
because you'll forget about me
in only a
year
babe don't be scared to walk
away
i've been alone my whole life
anyway.
kala Dec 2014
they will never truly
comprehend that
the ice trickling in
my veins
is only making my
soul
darker  colder
more numb
than i was just
a moment before.
kala Dec 2014
i can almost see
them flying
through the sky;
the doves
that i cherished so.
they twist and turn
until i can no longer
rely on their
pleasant company
and my lungs collapse
as i realize that they've
truly disappeared
and they're released from
me and my hell
for all of eternity.
while they live in nirvana,
i sit inside this pit of fire,
smoldering,
lacking peace that the doves
have no issue obtaining.
so i draw into myself
lonely, and drowning in
my flames
while they are
notorious and
flying.
kala Jan 2015
i take glimpse of
your baby blue locks
only to find your
soul
shattered to pieces
though your sincere stare
only holds painfully aching
love and intimacy
found nowhere but here;
inside of my own dark,
blackened soul.
kala Dec 2014
i fail to carry
a soul of my own so how
can i carry yours?
leave me be. i cant take it.
kala Feb 2015
the unanswered phone calls and
the fake smiles
remind me why i don't
deserve to live
i cant be loved by a single
soul
lonely or fulfilled
i'm a leftover
a nuisance
a waste
it's a miracle if someone simply
acknowledges me
i know no one will care
when they wake up the next
morning and i'm
**gone
almost giving up

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