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How do I answer the question "What's wrong?" First thought was to apologize For my faltered song And dance Entranced By the emptiness in my hands So much disappointment where I stand I can barely stand Behind this smile Still they proclaim their demands Mistake my kindness For boundless, My positivity for soundless motives and guile Fake recognize fake I guess, With masks worn like fleeting styles Just to cover up the scars and burns These struggles left behind Like dog-eared pages Haunting with promises of their return I'm trying to learn acceptance To grow with my pain With every turning page But the ink is too fresh I fear the smudge left at my fingertips Leaves every clean sheet tainted With my former self And my spine misshapen From every chapter I've ripped from it In hopes I can forget And write myself a new ending All they see is a pretty cover Bright and smooth With a laminate protector Over my hard, leather bound shell C...

Extrasensory Perception from within Her soul-spilled canvas

If you want me to love you, prepare to be written about Prepare to be addressed infinitely to the souls of others who will recognize you as either the hero, or the villain My most precious piece of heart, the half I choose to stitch into my sleeves Prepare to be my voice box when the salt of tears have corroded my esophagus And my gut has transformed into a pile of wet needles Dive into me instead like a pile of leaves Prepare to be the sun, the moon, and all which surrounds them Prepare to be burned at both ends Whether for blessings or for destruction Be born anew every morning And die again in my arms at night Let me love you Let me make you the thing of dreams and legends Let me whisper of your darkness into naked ears And show them how to bathe in the solace of your Light - rs.darko

He wanted my Light, Then covered his face in the presence of my shadow.. Realizing mine was a mere reflection of his own. That he was the sun burning up in glory, and I was a thief in the night, awake to tell his story.

When he said he needed space, I gave him moons and stars. But nothing was enough to take away the emptiness in between, To replace his desire for distance with a desire to make me his world. I still love him the way the moon loves the sun... From afar, in the shadows where his Light still illuminates me with a blush across my cheeks. ☀️🌎🌙 - rs.darko

I buried my face in the clothes you left behind Foolishly hoping some scent remained in them for me to miss, Desperately clinging to the fibers like they couldn't accept the terms of our goodbye, Like they couldn't forget the quiver of our last kiss Faded polaroid photos.. Snapshot facades convicted in a thousand lies of happiness Even pictures could see that those memories were never meant to last And finally they and we could rest To be honest, I barely recognize the man from those photos And I've forgotten who that girl is...