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France
Poems
Sep 2018
(Bluntly) I miss you.
I haven’t seen you
in weeks; yet –
it feels like an eternity.
Countless nights have gone by:
Bleeding wrists.
Sparkling eyes.
It’s all silent.
I can’t hear your delicate voice,
Only screams of my mind.
I miss you,
I need you,
I want you.
It says.
But, you were never mine.
Behind a digital screen,
Your brightness cannot shine –
So, I look up, to the infinite sky
In the hope to find you
As the star that makes me smile.
I could never reach you –
One day. I will see you again:
When you will be in Heaven as
the angel you are;
Whilst, I descend into hell,
As the demon I am.
I miss you. And I want to see you, once more, before it’s time to go
.
I wrote this because my pathetic self is unable to tell the addressed person how I truly feel. That, ironically, distanced us. Life is truly ironic.
#selfharm
#love
#depression
#pain
#suicide
#hell
#heaven
#death
#blood
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