Watch the hiding moon,
The tall dark trees,
Is it midnight yet?
Or is it too soon?
Can you hear the voices?
Damn, they fill my head,
Screams and shouts,
All those disturbing noises.
Heard the water dripping?
Water isn't red my dear,
That's blood flowing down,
And the monsters sipping.
Watch the scars filling my soul,
The beautiful skin turning blue,
Choking on my own thoughts,
As these scary nights roll.
Taste the salty skin of mine,
Monsters been feeding from ages,
I forgot what was being me,
Lost the glorious shine.
Feel my bruised hands and feet,
Wandering over your chest,
I kill myself slowly everyday,
There's no way we can meet.
No, don't feel sorry for me,
I'm used to all this mess and chaos,
I've learnt to adore myself,
And embrace the flaws you see.
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A/N : I know this is something really sad. You know? It's strange how we all try to keep everything to ourselves thinking no one will understand what we are going through or what we feel or how we take care of ourselves when we feel everything slipping through the gaps of out fingers, but honestly everyone in this world is going through something or the other. When we have the courage to speak it up to someone we trust, half of our pain just vaporises. You're not alone. So don't keep every pain bottled up inside of you, try speaking to someone, someone you can connect to, someone you feel okay to talk to, someone who won't judge you, just speak up and stay strong. You're loved and cared for. And I'll remind you again you're just not alone.
Hope you like this chapter. Stay blessed.
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