I hear the inner critic shout loudly in my head
It is here and cloaked in violent shades of red
Hating my heart with all I can muster
Even my demons are faint and lackluster
If nothing can change life but me
Save me from the tragedy I will be

Stress is so heavy
On my shoulders and my mind
Weighing thoughts down

Let me be the first and last thought on your tired mind
When you wake and when you fall asleep leaving the world behind
Your head and heart should both occupy the same space
The image that lingers I hope is my face
Beautiful and cunning do not even begin
To describe who you are outside and in
Secrets that are hidden only beckon and entice
Longing to melt your heart surrounded by ice
Let me be the one who unearths the truth waiting at your core
The parts so deep no one else has ever seen them before
Your body and soul are a treasure I have been dying to find
A wonderous specimen so perfectly designed
Cracks in your surface only make you who you are
So I can't help but love every scar

Colors of persistence
Vibrant moments
Feeling alive
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