fading
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she was like watercolor.
no.
She was watercolor.
her bright red smile would slip through my fingers just as it came,
watch me as I fade;
my friend.
I grow weaker everyday;
watch me as I cave;
my friend.
for now all, I know is pain.
watch me as I break;
my friend.
remember the opression and hate?
If I fell, would I feel it?
The impact that would shake my bones?
Or would my body remain numb,
unaware of the cold?
Would my heart still beat,
thumping against its cage?
"Your smile was fading
Changing
Rearranging
Its not the same
As it used to be
Cause you don't feel free
I can hear your screams
I've been searching
for a way out
of this blurred vision.
Among checkups and lenses
I watched through pink frames.
Instead I am ostracized
Falling, fading
I'm slowly losing myself
ino the eternal hole of darkness
pain, betrayal, and abandonment
is all I have felt
in my 17 years of life
my smile does not reach my eyes
I still don't inhabit my own body.
I am a guest.
I am a spectator
as my meat covered bones
tangle with other vessels
in dark rooms
vomitting languages unknown,
quiet and uncomfortable.
You’ll be famous one day, love
Shooting up to soar with the stars
Where some have faded,
But will never burn out
And up in the sky you’ll have your moment
Of being the brightest star in the darkest night
Talkative people and silent movers
stalk their sleep without a peep.
sinking and rolling, never really knowing
if ground is up and if down is round.
Reality fades into managing days
The sound of the crickets, willow was sure, still couldn’t mask the clanging of her beating heart against her rib cage.
You see yourself as low compared to average you’re below
Weird is where you fit life seems like a glitch
You are fading far away do not know if you can stay
Perfection is way out of reach just a dream by a sandy beach
