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Morning breaks over the hills
Pouring warm rays into my room
Burning away the darkness
As I welcome another day
So this is what it feels like
To know you've survived
A storm that almost took you
Far away into complete silence
The days were slow
While some never really ended
Leaving dreams empty
And thoughts scattered
Just trying to get by
Hoping that tomorrow would be
Something better than before
To give another reason to live
Somewhere in my heart I believe
There's a purpose for all the pain
A reason to keep on fighting
While the darkness creeps around me
One day I'll wake up from this
Messed up dream and I'll find
That all along the reason I looked for
Was standing right there by my side
Pouring warm rays into my room
Burning away the darkness
As I welcome another day
So this is what it feels like
To know you've survived
A storm that almost took you
Far away into complete silence
The days were slow
While some never really ended
Leaving dreams empty
And thoughts scattered
Just trying to get by
Hoping that tomorrow would be
Something better than before
To give another reason to live
Somewhere in my heart I believe
There's a purpose for all the pain
A reason to keep on fighting
While the darkness creeps around me
One day I'll wake up from this
Messed up dream and I'll find
That all along the reason I looked for
Was standing right there by my side
Literature
sick
Death slouches over the edge of her bed, licking his lips as he caresses her thighs. He sings the noise of wind and rain crashing all around and her head throbs with the sound. Her head is hot. Her forehead is on fire and her cheeks catch alight with it. She burns silently and sees red, red, black.
Tiny insects have crawled beneath her fingernails and they dig with tiny claws and teeth until they are swarming beneath her skin, biting outward at her flesh. Each vertebrae carries bruises and as she tosses her body about the bed they ache loudly and sharply.
All the heat has rushed to her face, her body shakes like a leaf in wind and goosebump
Literature
paper hearts and ashes.
you always cut out paper hearts and then ripped them up.
i asked why, once.
you said, "to get the anger out."
and i could only wonder if you would ever do the same to my heart.
--
you liked to scar my wrists with your too-sharp nails. you said you were 'making your mark' on me.
but if you could only see the marks you've left on the inside.
--
you taught me this:
ashes are like people.
you can try to keep them, but in the end, the wind always carries them away.
Literature
Healing
I felt her breathe
across my skin
in gentle undertones.
She pressed her
lips
against a hollow soul
into damaged wrists
and fragile bones.
With a kiss,
she shaped my body
beneath quiet, loving hands
with soft words in whisper
she tells me
she'll never understand.
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Wake up, you're alive...we're on your side.
Everything Starts Where It Ends - LoveDrug
5 years.
And I'm still here.
Living every second I have.
Wake up, you're alive...we're on your side.
Everything Starts Where It Ends - LoveDrug
5 years.
And I'm still here.
Living every second I have.
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Beautiful and very powerful. Wow, five years is a huge landmark. We're all so happy that you're still here with us. ^^