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The Worthless One
Shattered, fractured, destroyed.
The last thread of hope severed.
So much time I gave you.
So much love I gave, but it was worthless to you.
All others gave you gold and silver.
All I could give you was ash and darkness.
Worthless....who wants ash and darkness?
You deserve silver, and gold.
All things that are beautiful.
I knew we wouldn't last.
I had hoped though...
Hoped that some one would brave the darkness for me.
Trade the Light for Darkness.
Beauty for Ash.
The hope died like flame on a wick
Happiness and love that I longed for will never belong to me.
I am the Worthless One.
A meant nothing and like ash and darkness will always fade away when light and beauty are near.
Forgotten, Forsaken, Void.
The last thread of hope severed.
So much time I gave you.
So much love I gave, but it was worthless to you.
All others gave you gold and silver.
All I could give you was ash and darkness.
Worthless....who wants ash and darkness?
You deserve silver, and gold.
All things that are beautiful.
I knew we wouldn't last.
I had hoped though...
Hoped that some one would brave the darkness for me.
Trade the Light for Darkness.
Beauty for Ash.
The hope died like flame on a wick
Happiness and love that I longed for will never belong to me.
I am the Worthless One.
A meant nothing and like ash and darkness will always fade away when light and beauty are near.
Forgotten, Forsaken, Void.
Published 12th Dec 2017
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15th Dec 2017 5:05pm
1st Jun 2023 10:24am
.... who wants ash ?
Is ash not pure ?
Is darkness pure ?
Is ash not clean ?
Don’t the darkest nights bare the brightest of stars
The sun the brightest of stars is hardly noticed yet it brightens up ones whole day ... so we not long for rest at night and sit under a blanket of stars and just gaze into the abyss sipping on the Milky Way
They say love is blind .. isn’t that another form of darkness ... you know see no evil ...
does not ash clean ? And give new birth to what was once burnt
... whiles those chase vanity fade like embers in the dark ?
.... do not moths die in the light yet butterflies are beautiful from far but pretty gross up close ... yet moths so delicate .... I know pain
I know loss
But yet I am not you
Nor do I know how you know pain
How you feel
But the passion behind every word was worth every syllable
Like every ounce in each single tear
The love you want is yours ... just the box it came in was tainted.
Even diamonds have to be polished first ... right
The best crystals form over time
And the best plants grow when love is given .. in other words ... love is like a bird ... it can’t fly with just one wing ... if you’re doing all the work ... the other isn’t flapping ...
and they say true love never fails .... like diamonds
So if it does ... it was cubic zirconia
Is ash not pure ?
Is darkness pure ?
Is ash not clean ?
Don’t the darkest nights bare the brightest of stars
The sun the brightest of stars is hardly noticed yet it brightens up ones whole day ... so we not long for rest at night and sit under a blanket of stars and just gaze into the abyss sipping on the Milky Way
They say love is blind .. isn’t that another form of darkness ... you know see no evil ...
does not ash clean ? And give new birth to what was once burnt
... whiles those chase vanity fade like embers in the dark ?
.... do not moths die in the light yet butterflies are beautiful from far but pretty gross up close ... yet moths so delicate .... I know pain
I know loss
But yet I am not you
Nor do I know how you know pain
How you feel
But the passion behind every word was worth every syllable
Like every ounce in each single tear
The love you want is yours ... just the box it came in was tainted.
Even diamonds have to be polished first ... right
The best crystals form over time
And the best plants grow when love is given .. in other words ... love is like a bird ... it can’t fly with just one wing ... if you’re doing all the work ... the other isn’t flapping ...
and they say true love never fails .... like diamonds
So if it does ... it was cubic zirconia
