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pyxisjaded

4 years ago

Seeing the leaves fall down,

Seeing the cold seep through the walls,

To feel the rain pour down,

To feel the rays beat your skin.

As the ground trembles,

As your legs waver,

As the blood seeps through the wounds,

To the cracks they fester.

To be renewed outside,

But be in shambles inside,

Sometimes to feel pain,

To feel the extreme is what keeps you remain.

You smell it before you see it,

You can feel the metallic taste.

For your matters to turn from white to grey,

A look in the mirror is what makes you stare.

Stare in the face of clear,

Stare to the look that glares,

Your self destruction is near,

Without your awares.

-pyxisjaded

If you're considering going public read this.

Chiharu Shiota: Stairway (2012)