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Have you ever stared at yourself?
At your life and strife?
At every tear and every mistake
and every time you were smiling,
and all the smiles that were fake?
Have you ever looked yourself in the eyes,
and asked a God that isn't there why you cry?
And why you lie?
And why you always want to die?
Have you ever asked why you don't feel better,
like it is something that can be shaken away,
thrown away,
frowned or smiled or drowned away
In blood and tears?
It's because your fears
of not being good enough have caught up
and it sears
and it burns
and you can just toss and turn
at how gone you truly are from the girl you used to be.
And how you got everything you wanted.
All you had to do was change everything you wanted.
At your life and strife?
At every tear and every mistake
and every time you were smiling,
and all the smiles that were fake?
Have you ever looked yourself in the eyes,
and asked a God that isn't there why you cry?
And why you lie?
And why you always want to die?
Have you ever asked why you don't feel better,
like it is something that can be shaken away,
thrown away,
frowned or smiled or drowned away
In blood and tears?
It's because your fears
of not being good enough have caught up
and it sears
and it burns
and you can just toss and turn
at how gone you truly are from the girl you used to be.
And how you got everything you wanted.
All you had to do was change everything you wanted.
Literature
Deletion
I am the deep silent rage
Of deletion itself
Dare not speak my true name
Or unleash chaos
Upon your realm
I will awaken however
Upon your call
Utter the forbidden speakings
And I shall obey
And erase it all
I will not rest
My essence will pulsate
Until your request is complete
I will carry out your word
I will leave no star still lit
So dare not speak my true name
If you care for all that exists
Literature
Labyrinth of the Physical Form
You dare to wander throughout the catacombs
And search every scum-filled corner
In search of something you may never find.
Be careful,
For the blood dripping down the walls will stain your white shirt
And the grim underneath will wear your feet down.
You'll become entangled in the tendrils of my faults,
And the sins will ensnare you in a death grip.
The air is suffocating
And the walls drip with poison of the mind.
The inner passage
To my heart, somehow still beating,
Is not worthwhile,
Yet you insist on finding the me
That's still lost in a dream.
You shine so bright
In my darkness,
I don't want to put you out.
Literature
The Alchemist
You place your faith
In the maps and charts
Of fools.
You seek what God could never give
To those mighty Conquistadors,
Resplendent buffoons in pantaloons
Searching for a lie.
The fire dances tonight
In your inkwells and your elements.
It overlooks
The shirts, phantom-pressed,
And countless cups of tea
Undrunk, now cold.
The gold
You really desire lies beyond
The Aztecs and the Incas. It lurks
In you. Drag it out, screaming,
Into the pitch midnight
And then, maybe, you will see:
The treasure was always here.
You just needed to claim it.
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Have you ever looked into your own eyes?
Your own lies?
Your own lies?
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