Who sees you
In the darkness
Is one of a savior
But the hell of the light

And to know you
Is to fear you
Did you hear what I said?
Two can keep a secret

And within the silver tinged lies
Lays the truth of ultimate despise
And all is lead
If one of them is dead

Dusk smiles at the pain of others
And dawn cries at my torn shoulders
Silver winged ribbons ties my arms
And red is the color of me

Why is it at the end?
Why couldn't I see the truth back then?
The world is full of lies
I could just simply die

The pain of our suffering
Means no more to the hate
Scarlet lines the song of this
And forever bring happy bliss

You and I
Are water and salt:
Needing one another
Separately,
To live,
But dying of thirst
If taken together.

The promise you made
to love me
means more than
the promise I made
to love myself

For when will you see me
When will anyone see me
The real me
The me that deserves to be seen
The me that hurts people
The me that hates people
The me that is always late because she barely has the motivation to get up
The me that has let go
The me that's tired all the time
The me that can't stand mirrors because she can't stand herself
The me that can't see beauty in the world
The me that only sees the pain
The me that has nervous ticks
The me that is terrified of almost everything
The me that pushes you away because she's afraid to cause you pain
The me that the world would hate
The me that the world should hate
The real me.

The damage a storm can do
isn't even close to how I felt after you

My mother used to hate me. Shortly after she found out she was pregnant with me she started to hate me. She tried to get an abortion, but I wouldn't die. She tried to vacuum me out but I just wouldn't let go... She was late 5 days on her due day , 'cause i just wouldn't leave. She hated me all the way out of her ******, through the ****** and finally out. She hated breastfeeding me, she hated putting me to sleep and changing my diapers. She hated the day i said my first word, "mama", she cursed the day i started to walk. She hated going to my kindergarten recitals, she hated all the contests I won in grade school. As I finished the 8th grade, I left and I moved to a big city with my sister, for grater education and a better life. She didn't say a word before I left, nor the following weeks. Papa was crushed, she lived happily... Until one day, three months later. I was on my way to school, when, in front of the building I saw papa and her. She looked awful. As she saw me she started crying and ran to me. She hugged me and kissed me for minutes, as she kept saying "I love you so much...I'm so sorry...I missed you so much...". Papa said she didn't eat, she couldn't sleep for weeks and she was devastated. I went upstairs with them, I laid her on my bed and she fell asleep in my arms, shivering and whispering, with big tears running down her pale chin...She never woke up... I love you, mama...
                                                        ­                                             DCimpean
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