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Sometimes I think I was born sad, Cursed from before I left The shelter of my mothers womb To feel The ice of the world Inside my veins, To feel Until I want to cry and rage And cause pain To feel Until I stop feeling anything Other times I think the lonely girl Staring back into my crystal soul Was created, A pure white dress Catching the spilt blood of others Until between the spatter and rivulets All you see is Red Red Red I learned as a child That numb is easy, Simply yield to the razors embrace Allow it to taste your flesh And all the of the richer emotions Fade drop by drop But the problem Is so much deeper Than the beat dancing Beneath my thumb Raised mountains Stand out against Porcelain skin Like a spiders web Old gossamer threads Cross-crossing with ropes New enough to weep crimson No, numb is easy It's joy that I can't manage to find As I stumble through This dank museum Are you there happiness? Do you hide in the smudged Edge of perfection? Are you buried beneath the rainbow of pills? Will you lay with me Amidst rumpled sheets? When I find you happiness I will hold on so tight My chuckles blanch white And nothing will slacken my grip I will breath you in until I drown, Suffocate for once in a Different sort of daze And hold you close like the eyeless doll I need to go to sleep
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 7:52 AM UTC
Where happiness hides
Sometimes I think I was born sad, Cursed from before I left The shelter of my mothers womb To feel The ice of the world Inside my veins, To feel Until I want to cry and rage And cause pain To feel Until I stop feeling anything Other times I think the lonely girl Staring back into my crystal soul Was created, A pure white dress Catching the spilt blood of others Until between the spatter and rivulets All you see is Red Red Red I learned as a child That numb is easy, Simply yield to the razors embrace Allow it to taste your flesh And all the of the richer emotions Fade drop by drop But the problem Is so much deeper Than the beat dancing Beneath my thumb Raised mountains Stand out against Porcelain skin Like a spiders web Old gossamer threads Cross-crossing with ropes New enough to weep crimson No, numb is easy It's joy that I can't manage to find As I stumble through This dank museum Are you there happiness? Do you hide in the smudged Edge of perfection? Are you buried beneath the rainbow of pills? Will you lay with me Amidst rumpled sheets? When I find you happiness I will hold on so tight My chuckles blanch white And nothing will slacken my grip I will breath you in until I drown, Suffocate for once in a Different sort of daze And hold you close like the eyeless doll I need to go to sleep
haylee-padgett
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 7:52 AM UTC
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