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Mar 2019
The times past won’t come back,
But it doesn’t mean they can’t be replayed,
Redone in the present,
Over and over,
Right before our very eyes,
Terrors arisen once more,
Surfacing long drowned out fears,
Emotions once thought forgotten,
Stronger than ever,
Forevermore lingering in our minds,
For ‘tis far too late,
The damage is done,
Price long overdue,
Now paid in pain.

Inside of our heads,
I’ll take it on,
Face it head on,
Shelter you from your demons,
Tearing me apart,
The way they wished to do you,
Tainting my soul,
Not yours,
Safely tucked away,
Barely tapped by the talons of theirs,
Of your demons,
Battling with not one,
But two warriors.

This pain is right beneath my skin,
Forced down, brought back up in times of shadow,
Fake it, the smiles and happiness,
All for my safety,
Keeping me within the confines of a normal life,
Unforeseen by all but me,
Alas, there are even some sorrows I am blind to.
Bring me to life,
For I am falling inside,
Left without love,
Kept in the dark,
Now to open my eyes to everything,
Living a lie,
Hardly anything left inside,
Driven by false pride,
Fabricated alliances,
Betrayal is in the air,
Only the true remain,
Vision clouded with fear,
Could they ever hear my screams,
Telling of my bewailment,
Residing deep within my soul,
All that is left, for that matter.

- Jay M
October 23rd, 2018
Jay M
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Jay M  19/Gender Fluid/the void
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