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There are two people living inside of me.
The first is young, innocent, and beautiful. She remains untouched by the world, so to her love is more than a feeling. It's a lifestyle. Love is something she feels for every man, woman, and child, no matter how much she denies it. Love is something that happens simply by living, It is impossible for one to exist without the other.
The second is a monster. His soul and mind is consumed with a pain he has no control over and did nothing to deserve. He is constantly in a rage where he utterly destroys everything he that comes to close, no matter how he may try to fight it. In doing so he also rips apart everything he loves, even him sister and himself. No one can help him without destroying themselves, and that is exactly what the girl finds herself doing.
Together these two live in a broken kind of harmony. Constantly trying to pore there life blood into the other while tearing them down, blind to themselves wasting way. Oh won't someone find a way to help them. My angel and my monster.
The first is young, innocent, and beautiful. She remains untouched by the world, so to her love is more than a feeling. It's a lifestyle. Love is something she feels for every man, woman, and child, no matter how much she denies it. Love is something that happens simply by living, It is impossible for one to exist without the other.
The second is a monster. His soul and mind is consumed with a pain he has no control over and did nothing to deserve. He is constantly in a rage where he utterly destroys everything he that comes to close, no matter how he may try to fight it. In doing so he also rips apart everything he loves, even him sister and himself. No one can help him without destroying themselves, and that is exactly what the girl finds herself doing.
Together these two live in a broken kind of harmony. Constantly trying to pore there life blood into the other while tearing them down, blind to themselves wasting way. Oh won't someone find a way to help them. My angel and my monster.
Literature
Perfection.
When you look into the mirror, at your reflection...
That's it.
That's you.
That is perfection.
Literature
Schizophrenia
Shh.
They're listening.
Look behind you.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
In again.
Faster.
Faster.
Stop.
"Are you okay?"
I'm dying.
"I'm fine."
Shapes, forms, bodies, animals, plants
Shifting, moving, being
Watching
Staring.
"What's wrong with you?"
Everything.
"Nothing."
Freak.
You're a freak.
No one wants you.
You should kill yourself, let them out of their misery
Do it
Quick.
Now.
Or we'll do the job for you.
"You're crazy."
I know.
"They're fake, you know."
No they're not.
"What are you doing?"
I'm shaking.
I'm dying.
This is how I live.
Save me
Save me, from the monsters, the shadows
Save me
"What can I do?"
You can stop.
You can stop bein
Literature
Caged
I am the bird,
trapped in your cage.
I cower inside,
terrified by your rage.
Please let me out.
I need to take flight.
The wind in my feathers,
smiling in the light,
but you won't let me out.
You laugh at my cry,
if you will not free me,
please let me die.
I cannot go on this way,
drowning in fear,
day after day,
year after year,
but you don't have the mercy,
don't have the grace.
You laugh as I scream,
a smile on your face.
Fine, be that way,
cruel and cold,
but I'm sick of playing,
your games gotten old.
I scratch at your hand.
Free! I fly straight ahead.
A window unopen,
thump! Your bird is dead.
You cry out,
but you can't hurt me.
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Again... Feel just like this.