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Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
Your starry eyes and my galaxy mind
dance together in the depths of the night.
No matter how bright I may seem
or how darkly you gleam,
no light compares to those stars I can see next to me.
~~ You are my own little, infinite cluster of the brightest stars I could ever even fathom. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
An inconceivable fiction that
somehow became a tangible reality.
I am at a loss without *you.
~~ This cripplingly agonising ache called affection is perfection. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
Psychotic is my normality;
pure dust is my reality.

Normality is pure insanity;
the jester in my reality.
~~For me, insanity is sanity and normality is psychotic. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
A lucid world
in which I forget
to continue remembering.
~~ I will be selective about the reality which I accept. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
What am I without this
toxic insanity that twists
my every move? Nothing,
that's what I am, what
I would be without me.


Maybe feeling normal would
wash this burning passion
for difference, which I love so
dearly, away. *If that is the case,
I will be abnormal any day.
~~ Sanity is a cosy lie. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
In the midst of my wakening,
what is this quintessence of ash
that haunts my soul?

What is sanity,
which quivers not need before your eyes,
whether you do not exist in reality,
only fiction in my assonance.

What wonder is the reasoning of man,
how simple in splendour. The clarity
of wakefulness which I perceive to be
sanity is only the same clarity with
which I dream or breathe, only the same
clarity which madmen believe to be reality.

If deception and error are my clarity
then nothing is my reality, for all lie
to protect themselves from the nightmare of old,
His power not enough to protect your mind
from the evil inside of your bones, the fire inside
of your soul. Which likens to the hellfire I find
in the dampening nights of relentless cries;
the corruption of your mind is clarity - a
clarity in your twisted reality.
~~ Insanity is the wonder of my reality. ~~
Scarlet Niamh Jan 2016
Tongue tied, my twisted eyes
Allow me to see the truth,

Yet my vocabulary evaporates
Whenever I see you.
~~ For you, there are no words. ~~
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