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How do you write something happy
that's also good?
My efforts always seem to fall short
when I attempt to write
about how the sun feels
on my skin,
because that skin contains scars
This sadness.
I feel my chest being crushed ever so slowly.
Pushing harder and slower. Farther and lower.
My heart throbs like a beating drum before battle.
I am not one who shall live in shame
to be looked down upon
I am not one who shall lie in tears
Falling to the ground without one to hold my back
Never having someone to love or to love me back
Tell what you want
will ever be okay
No,
Because what you ask I cant pay
For never here to stay
Only here play
You dont know what you want
So go away
To open up to someone else's words
few people will actually listen
To read somone's words,
few people will actually read
Words are not meant for one,
but all who will listen
with eyes to hear
Metal box
No loose ends
No escape
Trapped in a structured prison, everyday is the same
no change
no change makes him crazy
his thoughts wander
the faggot in the reflection of my space helmet visor is my only friend.
with shaggy shorn hair and big eyes and a hollow cheek bone that holds in my silent tongue.
i have etched lessons in my skin, leaving silver lines
Why do you ignore me
When I know that in your heart we both believe in love?
Why do you forget
That our souls of steel have more hope than anyone?
Why do you hurt
When you see this blood and rage?
