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I'll never know what it's like to be free
Every memory sewn into my skin reminds me
Of the pain that stops me from living
The horrors that haunt me are unforgiving
It's like I'm the only one with these feelings
And with so many scars that it's revealing
My breath starts to slow as I am thinking
My eyes cry dust while I am dreaming
I used to love dreams...
Especially when I was flying
But now it seems...
In them, I'm always dying
Now I am just a puppet
Dangling from the strings
I wonder how I missed it
The moment I lost everything
The pain inside slowly goes numb
As I inject the poison in
Every emotion becomes like one
And I start to die within
So why the cutting and the pain? - I have been asked
Does it make you laugh or cry? - I live in apathy
How long before I go insane? - A faithless task
Do you want to die? - I have no sympathy
I know from where I'm standing
There is no one here but me
I felt this from the beginning
The cold aura of being lonely
But now my storm has evanesced
And the blood has dried again
I promise I will do my best
To keep the scars off of my skin
But for now...
Now I lay me down for rest
A one-winged Angel that failed the test
Burning bright, my eyes and wing
Because in my chest, I still feel the sting
If I should die, sweetheart, do not feign
Know that where I am, I'm in no pain
Every memory sewn into my skin reminds me
Of the pain that stops me from living
The horrors that haunt me are unforgiving
It's like I'm the only one with these feelings
And with so many scars that it's revealing
My breath starts to slow as I am thinking
My eyes cry dust while I am dreaming
I used to love dreams...
Especially when I was flying
But now it seems...
In them, I'm always dying
Now I am just a puppet
Dangling from the strings
I wonder how I missed it
The moment I lost everything
The pain inside slowly goes numb
As I inject the poison in
Every emotion becomes like one
And I start to die within
So why the cutting and the pain? - I have been asked
Does it make you laugh or cry? - I live in apathy
How long before I go insane? - A faithless task
Do you want to die? - I have no sympathy
I know from where I'm standing
There is no one here but me
I felt this from the beginning
The cold aura of being lonely
But now my storm has evanesced
And the blood has dried again
I promise I will do my best
To keep the scars off of my skin
But for now...
Now I lay me down for rest
A one-winged Angel that failed the test
Burning bright, my eyes and wing
Because in my chest, I still feel the sting
If I should die, sweetheart, do not feign
Know that where I am, I'm in no pain
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This Pain
Tears roll down my face,
As I cut myself,
To release the pain.
It hurts so much,
But feels so good.
The pain is draining from me,
In drops of blood.
As I watch my pain leave from me,
I think,
"How can this be,
That I have so much pain
When I'm only merely 16?".
Then I remember the past that I've had,
Memories of yelling,
slamming doors,
all the awful scars.
I've cried too much,
I've hated so many,
That I don't think people will ever get me.
I come back from my world of thoughts
And realize that I've bled too much,
It's all over the counter,
It's becoming messy,
But I don't care.
I just want this pain out of me.
I'm
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Pain
Pain
Scream in pain for all you've done
You've lost the battle you thought you'd won
You broke my heart
I'll smash your face
So you can feel my displace
You laugh at me
And I'll ignore
Until you're outside the grocery store
There in the dark I'll plunge it in
You'll feel it piercing through your skin
I'll wring your neck
You start to weep
Know its time for you're Eternal sleep
You'd think I'd stay, all guilty and stare
But really…
… I don't even care…
Literature
The Pain
The pain of suffering,
the feeling of loss.
The person is near,
but will not speak.
The wound still fresh,
the pain is too great.
The person has spoken,
but will not go on.
The end is near,
the pain almost gone.
Their presence has passed,
but the memory remains.
The endeavor is over,
the memory forgotten.
Time stands still,
as the world starts to crumble.
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Pain is the feeling a lot of people feel is the only one they can go to when they are numb. Sometimes, even my complex and unusual mind feels that way, and I am doing what I can to fix it.
I hope that everyone likes it. Take care deviant world.
I hope that everyone likes it. Take care deviant world.
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I completely feel for you. Whatever motivated you to write this, I sympathize.