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Starry Night Is Not Immortal
Lightbringer
Once, I stared at the darkness
and found it snarled
The space mocked me of claimed blindness
I went east, to find Sirius or Lucida
pointing out familiar faces
No, not yet, I have not yield
To the west, the Lord of Light had sailed
My little folks had long gone
Flaming rage burned inside out, burned
Ashes donned my despair like finest obsidian
Mercy, begged for mercy I'd been
The Lord who bear many names
Then, I would be nameless
A Song of Blood and Bones
The blood I spilled was yours
the one you indulge was mine
We've broken our bones altogether
only to build the humble shelter
keeping us out of the raging storm
Unlike Gretel who always do what Hansel said,
I am the voice you follow through the darkness
Hold my hand, I refuse to lead on
Pull me back, as I walk briskly in blind
My lips would trembling rather wordlessly
In my own words of credit, I choke
I refuse to let go
'cause you are the only rope I hold
Tune of the Night
Night, I presented you the elegy
Melody of small current drifted away
Believe me, Night, I couldn't listen to a word you've whispered
The wind put a blanket of white noise on me
Night, hear me plead
It was the stars who listened to my agony yet I long for the moon
Night, as I was yours to behold
The joy I carried, the longing I endured, sins I committed, let it all swiped away by wraiths
Burned me down inside the pit of eternal flame
I put the elegy to the end, Night
For I wished to greet you like an old friend
I don't usually struggle with holding friendship/relationship since I tend to let things DRIFT AWAY
I function like a NORMAL BEING even though I don't feel like it is because my muscle and brain memorize my routine
My poor self-esteem barely keeping me together, but I tried to convince myself that I AM ENOUGH
Keep reminding myself that I'm a human. I'm allowed to feel certain types of feeling, either it's looking down on meself or boosting my inner ego in silent
I’m jealous of those who can function like a normal human being. They don’t have anxiety holding them back from everything, they don’t struggle to get out of bed or have to put on an act that everything is fine when its not. They don’t struggle to hold friendships and relationships… they don’t feel sad for no fucking reason everyday. Those that can hold jobs and work towards their dreams, the ones who have self esteem and see the beauty in themselves. Those that know what its like to feel safe and secure, not insecure and fearful of it all.