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Bare letters repeated silently Written memorized monotonously Exams and stress devour Every bit of motivation Bringing out a dark hour With no hope or salvation Tried and failed again Slowly draining out the pen The mind mimicking a black hole Future dreams deem peripheral Freezing up the dark soul Life’s expected to be dictional

Dark thick silk Stitching it’s way through Every skin cell Turning your head white then blue Breathing in dusty memories Choking on your agony Slowly fading into euphoria Floating through your last symphony Taking your last breath I regret nothing Nothing but death

I walk with a pit of empty weight between my chest and hope to drown in my own mind and the words that construct my memories. I think of all the good things to come and to go but I’m stuck in self destructive habits trying to refine a muse and get back to my lover. The way we touched, your pointy finger leaving traces of emotion upon an A4 sheet of paper and I guide your lines until my lips and eyes are dry, deprived and detached from all reality that is me. Together we travel through the deepest and dustiest corners of my mind that I can not reach but you scrape out anything you can find and we reform into story, cradling it and reinve

I remember once 6 days before my Bitter sixteenth How drunk I got How sad I was I did not want to grow I remember once 6 hours before my Mum walked in How deep I cut How happy I was I did not want to her to know I remember once 6 minutes before my Sheets were cleaned How close I came How disappointed I was I did not want to end the blood flow I remember now 6 seconds before my Mind shuts down How wrong I was How sad I am Yet I’m glad that everyday I grow

I lay my head up on his shoulder and inhaled his scent. It made me feel a sense of drowsiness, like I was slowly sinking in the most pleasant way. Light headed and emotionally aware, I held on to him with both my arms and legs, like a koala grasping on to a tree. I didn’t want to let go, I wanted to stay there forever. It was safe and secure, nothing could touch me. The thoughts in my head fluctuated from positive to negative but nothing, not even the fact that the moment would end, we would end, the world would end bothered me at all. It was like meditation, moving into a world where that used to be real; my childhood. The one place wh