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the stench of realness and a reminder to wipe up the blood.

 
god, I feel so foolish
still surprised at how i burn
and need that approval
long for it,
crave it  
tears run down
fiery cheeks
emotions rip apart reason
creating a crevasse of stark darkness  
where once reason used to thrive
I'm not really alive
was I ever?  
it's all so different  
harsh, hard, confusing and q u i e t  
pain is almost welcomed
numbing  
that hurtful relief,  
recognized
and penetrating a deeply familiar ache  
a 'cheers," in my tavern of emptiness  
I hardly feel myself
or smell that stench
pathetic justifications echo  
and oh so slowly, it goes.  
i'm going....  
almost gone, now
sorrow(ful) in invisibility  
left so obliterated
like shattered stain glass pieces
a flutter of a meaning,
once poignantly beautiful,  
now, brokenó
remnants of cheap colored glass
strewn and scattered  
to places unreachable  
piercing, where I shouldn't
couldn't  
 leaving bloody footprints  

... with every step  
 
 
 
Bluevelvete
Written by Bluevelvete
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