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Greyisntwell Feb 2023
The Knot-The Noose

Withering like the leaves on the tree
Falling down to the ground they too
Thought they were to be free.

I climb through the hurt
I run through the dirt
A deep breath in
I scream, you won't win!

Three knots tied together like a noose
One knot for the mind
One knot for the body
One knot for the soul

Dissembling, letting them go
Of those things that influenced me so.
No longer have their hold
The noose of hatred let's me go.
It's grasp no longer there.

A deep breath in
I scream, is this what it's like to finally win?

As within
So without
These walls are crumbling
I believe in myself
That there is no doubt.
I recently wrote this, I'm very proud of it.
Greyisntwell Oct 2022
The Funeral Portrait

This portrait stares back
I feel the guilt burn behind those eyes
Once full of life
Now is the avatar of strife

Sunken cheeks
What reeks of failure and shame
Just another pawn in Life's cruel game

In this portrait
The birds of prey circle
The haunting call of the grave
She beckons, do I give in?

In this portrait
I do not recognize
Pins, needles poking and prodding
It's starting to crumble to ashes.

The moonlight shines through shattered windows.
The room is glowing with brilliant rays

This portrait now burning
Is this what it's like to feel finally alive?
It's loosely inspired by the Portrait of Dorian Grey

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