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I Can't Stop Crying. I Cry, Cry, Cry And Cry Untill My Eyes Are Sore But You're Never A Bore. So I'll
I can't stop crying. I cry, cry, cry and cry untill my eyes are sore but you're never a bore. So I'll cry till dawn and pray to god on my knees to answer my call. For you, my love. Please, be mine.
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Dear Guardian Angel,
My gums are bleeding
I still haven't eaten
Do you pity me?
Please don't
I do this to myself
I self sabotage when things get better and act like it's the end of the world
I dug my own grave
Do you feel anything at all…
You were assigned to me
I'm sorry
My observer
For all the things you've seen
For all my thoughts you hear
For all the words I utter
And still I hope you can see that this is not truly me
I am is whatever I've seen on tv
I'm a chameleon
I put on a new mask and change it when it cracks
I'm lost
Who am I?
I’m gone
Or am I just done
Sitting with my thoughts alone
In this empty home
Father ignores and mothers on the other side of the world
I'm sure you already know
I mean you know me better than me
Stuck in my apocalypse
Hollow, dark, empty, incomplete, disguised, loveless
Distorted with the painful echo of my screams and cries.
Begging for an escape from my capturer
Me.
If you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first whoever did.
Call out to me
When you’re ready I'll be there
Waiting for you
Till we meet again, my love.
My hairs stand tall from the thought of you
You fill the empty space once filled with tears
This burdened soul can not house another
My heart is heavy and stained with pain
You look at me with bleeding eyes, mine colder than ice
Emotionless but you make me feel alive
But I'm still distant in confined solitude
I want to see your point of view
Maybe then I could love me too
You're crescent moon eyes and crooked front teeth are my favourite
Never hide that beautiful smile
It brings light to my day
At times, I'm allowed to be not okay, and my feelings are as significant as anyone else's. But why do I keep punishing myself for feeling this way?
…..is there an escape? Is there somewhere.
-An Open Diary