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Zade B Sep 2016
You play the Dupe so well, I must admit you played your part brilliantly.
You infantile person, you played a heart that loved you proficiently .
How could you have ever expected me to trust you again when from the beginning you were perfidious to me. Through that I become this bitter heartless entity that you had created.
Yet still you play the dupe and put me at fault for how you began to feel after you had left.
Zade B Jul 2016
It was never easy to let you go, but I knew I had to eventually no matter how rapidly the pain would grow within my chest.
Months have passed and still I try my best, my best to rid you from my thoughts and memories, sadly my dreams have become my Arch nemesis.
You are there, whether in slumber or my woken moments you are always there.
Sometimes it's even hard to bare.

The day you left was the day a part of me had died, but who would have thought that down the line
a part of me that had been gone for so long would resurface and bring out the best in me.
You were a blessing in disguise but you were also a lesson I needed, to find myself once again.
Zade B Mar 2016
You only get to meet her once,her being the kiss of death.
In my case she's kissed me more than once, whether by fate or not, her poison did not put me in slumber for eternity,her kisses only devour me with endless pain, suffering and has me constantly clawing at my skin. I feel it, knocking at every possible point from within.
Zade B Feb 2016
My life is coming to a Holt,
I feel the pain beneath my leathered
Skin grow stronger,
Pounding and shredding from within.
Tried so hard to shove it aside,
Yet, it appears, faster than it should.

I lay in bed, knowing full well that,
I am alone, yet I feel so insecure about my
Shadows creeping upon my wall,
Haunted thoughts running through this
Shallow hall.
Feeling every word that has been put down
On paper,
Somehow releasing the enemy within this
Warped dimension.
Bracing myself for the truthful answers
Behind each suffocating question.
An original.. 2009
Zade B Feb 2016
Mutilation begins to take over
Of this fragile soul.
Definitions of a complicated destructive
Inner being,
Unraveling home truths that have been
Brewing with no analyzation or understanding
Of them,
Weakness soon starts to over power and a break
Down is just around the corner.
An original from 2008
Zade B Feb 2016
Running deep within is the urge,
To assassinate,
All the possibilities of a domesticated fate.
Due to the fire in your heart beginning to
Burn out,
As you keep living life in the fear of doubt.

You run & try hide, but with yourself you
Can't confide,
Protected territory now exposed to all,
You can no longer rely on that so called
Brick wall.

So vulnerable,
No longer able to express your own
individuality, now all that you've
Become is another victimized clone
Of this cruel society.
An original from little 17 year old me.
Zade B Feb 2016
I feel myself slipping back into what I once relied on, observing the pigment of crimson forming upon my wrist, slowly moving its way to my palm and to the cracks between my fingers. The exhilarating feeling it brings, the sense of comfort for that mere moment where you feel as if the life has come back to you and you are no longer a reflection in the mirror.. In that moment you're not a figment of imagination in someone else's cruel world. Yet it becomes an addiction few understand, it is not to gain the attention of another but in fact a proclamation of sheer freedom from fighting your inner demons for just another day.
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