tacenda: things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence
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It's my pleasure to be inviting you to the inside: a compilation of poems I wrote and still do whenever my mind refuses to focus.
It's a stupor-inducing blur, but it's al...
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This is two truths and a lie, Can you tell which one's which and why?
Keep your eyes peeled, You're about witness something very real. It's a way to express through a game, So I think it deserves more credit than being just 'lame'.
Do you think you know about me? About who I am and what I'd like to be? Well then, maybe I could make this a surprise for you Maybe there's more to life than being just forever blue.
Okay, here comes the first one- I don't really like the person I've become; Always lost, feeling like I don't belong When did I lose faith in being just strong?
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin; The picture in the mirror screams, "Oh, look what the cat dragged in." But that's just the first confession, To know real drama, you gotta wait for the second one.
I think this one's going to be easy to decipher Because when I say the darkness inside is like a poisonous viper, I'm not too sure that you'll understand what I mean But that's alright; being haunted by it has always been a dream.
Then comes the third thing I'll say, And this game would just be over, like every day. If you really want to know why I shut out the world, Maybe you could start at how sometimes, things are undeserved.
Maybe I wasn't good enough, and I didn't want to feel ungrateful Yet, if you're still here for this idiotic lull: This is two truths and a lie, Can you tell which one's which, and why?
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This one really just came together when I was just doodling, you know. I was trying to work on my completion but my head just wasn't in the right place and this is what it was thinking about. Huh. At least I didn't completely waste my time. Well, partially anyway, haha.
But I want you to know that, if you're reading this, I still do believe that there's hope for all of us. I'm not completely dark inside, and I wouldn't wish that upon anyone. Whenever I'm feeling pretty dark, I channel it into things like writing a poem or maybe a paragraph, and I definitely feel better.
I'd always recommend that. ❤️
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