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Rated: · Poetry · Emotional · #1181787
The ugly beauty of pain...
If sadness were the only thing that could take over my soul,
Then why do I feel incomplete instead of whole?

Why is this world filled with so much despair?
Not an ounce of genuine care,

Lost deep within the depths of the sea,
Burying my tears so that no one can see,

The visible scars of my heart,
Are the ones tearing me down apart,

I'm numb to this pain,
That drips like droplets of rain,

Watch as these tears falls into empty space
see it fall into life's nameless place

How do I plaster that smile on my face?
How do I keep up with this life’s pace?

I am tired of pretending,
This game of life seems never ending,

I can feel my life being sucked out of me,
The splitting pain shoots inside of me,

Tears of blood, I cry at night,
Not a single soul in sight,

The night so dark and devastatingly lifeless,
The magic has disappeared, everything is hopeless,

How do I grasp onto that single shred of hope?
How do I? When all this is too much than I could cope

Sweet love has lost its meaning,
Having hope is deceiving,

Taking a breath is very bad,
As it reminds me of all the things that’s sad

How do I live with this pain growing inside of me?
In my eyes, Blood is more captivating than all goodness I see,

Because this helpless child in me is broken,
More shattered than ever, all her pain is left unspoken

**Holding on to my last breath…wishing for my very own death…***

Ending this note with blood as my tears,
Fingers trembling and a heart filled with fears…
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