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One click, two clicks as they are locked within the chamber. Trapped within themselves, stoking coals red hot with anger. Because... Kindness is a trinket, and people value it as much. An ornament worth a look, but seldom worth a touch. And now... Sitting in this chamber, who I am remains unseen. I could not cut enough to show what lies beneath. And still... I am who I am, and this world will not change me. I will be who I am, this pain will not derange me. And I wish... I wish that all they saw was the color of my soul. I wish my story mattered to them a bit more. But now... One click, two clicks with a hollow point in the chamber. Freedom from myself, soaking walls blood red with anger.
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Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 5:38 PM UTC
Trapped in the Chamber, and Freed by it.
One click, two clicks as they are locked within the chamber. Trapped within themselves, stoking coals red hot with anger. Because... Kindness is a trinket, and people value it as much. An ornament worth a look, but seldom worth a touch. And now... Sitting in this chamber, who I am remains unseen. I could not cut enough to show what lies beneath. And still... I am who I am, and this world will not change me. I will be who I am, this pain will not derange me. And I wish... I wish that all they saw was the color of my soul. I wish my story mattered to them a bit more. But now... One click, two clicks with a hollow point in the chamber. Freedom from myself, soaking walls blood red with anger.
To anyone that may read this, it's not a suicide note, just an "expressive" moment.
#suicide#worth#red#empty#desire#coals#chamber#kindness#unappreciated#invisible
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CMXIClement
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Apr 28, 2021
Apr 28, 2021 at 5:38 PM UTC
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