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Old 05-03-2014, 10:13 PM   #1
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Personal Piece- Contains upsetting material - Just another day in the life...

I wrote this a while ago, before I got better, but recently I've found myself to be relating to it more and more. Give it a read and tell me what you think.



Nighttime. When the snares of depression are the tightest. Anger, hate, and bitter sadness envelope you like the stark blackness blanketing your room. You're trapped, left alone to the mercy of your consciousness. Amid the tears, fatigue slips weights onto your eyelids. "At last" you think, your consciousness slowly ebbing away from you, "relief in the form of slumber." But no, not even sleep can free you, for your own demons haunt you in your dreams. You awake to your alarm, clammy and shaking, only to slide on the mask of contentment once again. Your reflection peers back at you, the purple hue under your eyes appearing darker and your shoulders sagging in sorry defeat as you paint on the mask. You stroll down the hallway, doing your best to walk like your feet aren't the lead weights they feel like. A peppy voice calls your name, and you turn to see your friend bounding towards you. You feel your lips curl into that wretched grin in greeting. And so, it begins.





"The man in the song tries to love the girl, but she's not really there, not all the way. She's running from something inside of her that he can't see. I think that there's something like that inside of me." - Laurel, Love Letters to the Dead


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Old 12-03-2014, 02:24 AM   #2
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I like what you wrote...it speaks...

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Old 19-03-2014, 09:13 PM   #3
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Lost in the Blackness We Call Home

We sit.
We wait.
While the cold embrace of sorrow
holds us tight.
We wonder.
We hope.
Broken, forgotten and scarred.
Prayers are null, our whispered wishes
lost in the blackness we call home





"The man in the song tries to love the girl, but she's not really there, not all the way. She's running from something inside of her that he can't see. I think that there's something like that inside of me." - Laurel, Love Letters to the Dead


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Old 19-03-2014, 09:23 PM   #4
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Eyes

Look into my eyes
What do you see?
Two meloncholy orbs
screaming, "Help me!"

Can you see my fears?
Or what I am thinking?
Can you see through my lies
or how I am sinking?

There's no sparkle in these eyes
The inside all rotten.
There's no sparkle in these eyes,
Broken and forgotten.

My zest for life has left me
on the surface of a blade.
My heart has grown cold
turned to a violent spade.

The blades were my friends
they had a sharp tongue, you see
Yet they stayed by me in the black of night
and heard my sorry plea.

"I've had enough, I don't like it here!
Free me from this cage.
I want to go home, I feel so alone.
I'm at the final stage."

Now I sit here in solitude,
my friends all taken away.
I endure the cold black night alone
I fear the darkness is to stay.

No warm crimson blanket
to put me to sleep tonight.
With the absence of my sharp tongued friends
I don't think I'll be alright...





"The man in the song tries to love the girl, but she's not really there, not all the way. She's running from something inside of her that he can't see. I think that there's something like that inside of me." - Laurel, Love Letters to the Dead


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