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Ribcage blackhole Shine a light down on me. Show me a place where I can be, Happy! Give me what I need. I am so empty And so full of apathy. Give me directions to nowhere; Resurrection without the prayer. Send me to a place with nobody there. Give me away. Like you even care. Give me a way throughout the fields. Allow me to yield, Under darkened skies; Midnight does not terrify. Out of sight; Out of mind. I see it all so clearly in my pitch black, broken mind. I am on the inside, looking through frosted glass, At the chances that I had and the vetoes that I passed, To escape the tyranny of love. The all-powerful, destroyer of trust, Has become dust, in its own omnipotence. Drop the dead donkey and the dead pretense. So full of feelings for a world so without. They drain my soul with their everything! Their lovely lists, so full of lies, I doubt, Number one is deny, deny, deny and then cry. Crocodile tears tear away my years, In the blink of an eye’s wink, Are the real thoughts that they think. Ill-communication, Lovers on vacation, Never sell your heart to a person who only has one notion. Separation, of the heart and soul. I am without, So I sink down into my hole. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
Ribcage blackhole
Ribcage blackhole Shine a light down on me. Show me a place where I can be, Happy! Give me what I need. I am so empty And so full of apathy. Give me directions to nowhere; Resurrection without the prayer. Send me to a place with nobody there. Give me away. Like you even care. Give me a way throughout the fields. Allow me to yield, Under darkened skies; Midnight does not terrify. Out of sight; Out of mind. I see it all so clearly in my pitch black, broken mind. I am on the inside, looking through frosted glass, At the chances that I had and the vetoes that I passed, To escape the tyranny of love. The all-powerful, destroyer of trust, Has become dust, in its own omnipotence. Drop the dead donkey and the dead pretense. So full of feelings for a world so without. They drain my soul with their everything! Their lovely lists, so full of lies, I doubt, Number one is deny, deny, deny and then cry. Crocodile tears tear away my years, In the blink of an eye’s wink, Are the real thoughts that they think. Ill-communication, Lovers on vacation, Never sell your heart to a person who only has one notion. Separation, of the heart and soul. I am without, So I sink down into my hole. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#depression#light#death#apathy#dark#love#feelings#people#solitude#heartbreak
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
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