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  If tragedy makes one ice cold, I'm a fucking glacier.
  You weren't the only one who died that day.
  I have one foot in the fucking grave, and no want to stay here.
  The nothing in everything, is what we must lose to attain the wisdom, that doesn't come without monumental pain.
  How can you experience everything, if you've never Experienced nothing?
  When the only thing in your bed is your loneliness, and the unreachable dreams in your head. Pitch black, with the shutters wide open. I'm drowning in all the fucking hope.
  
  Cutting open the edge of my life with this rusty knife...
  How do I feel?
  I don't.
  Hold my demons, please...
  They're getting so damn heavy.
  Spare me the indignity
  of survival.
  I've always been my biggest rival but it's hard to contend with all of your betrayal.
  The air in here has gotten so stale.
  No, I know...
  Of course, you can't stay...
  Please, can I have a washcloth to wipe these years away?
  
  Fuck me, and this soft spot I have, for hardened people.
  Every day, I live an unwritten novel but I can't tell the whole story because I'm terrified to break the bottle that carries the secrets of my struggle.
  
  Cold breezes remind me of your presence, frigid and uncomfortable. I shudder at the light passing of a heavy memory on the back of my neck.
  How long does it take to clean this mess because it's been forty years and I still haven't found the energy to iron my dress.
  
  There's a whole lotta stars between you and I,
  And I can't tell if my fingertips are gripping the edge of this cliff, or if I am holding the cliff from falling into the sky...
  Eyes dark, shot with blood, and black as night on the underside...
  There ain't no sunshine...
  When you're mine.
  ©vondutchess

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  This ocean is so much goddamn deeper than anyone knows.
  Mixed into all the unimportant drivel, are details that are paid no mind... But she occasionally throws out a bone, and silently begs that someone picks it up and takes her home.
  Hopeless hopes, and dreams lost in daylight. The darkest corners hold her biggest aspirations but they angrily churn in wait, hidden in the swells of this turbid water.
  Midnight breaths of moonlight are the scent of babies, raining sleep on my shoulder.
  I long to traverse the linear mountains of clouds that line the skies, like sand dunes that never grow old...
  I won't stop until I reach the moon. I'll caress her craters and run my fingertips along their ridges. I'll pause, and carefully listen until I hear all she has to say, and I hope it contradicts everything this wretched world has fucking taught me.
  I want to hear that it's ok to be what the mirror reflects back for us to see. That it's ok for me to not be everything they want me to be. That it's fucking ok to sometimes be failing, and that I don't have to do everything perfectly.
  I want to be told how I am in the cosmos and the cosmos are in me, and that imperfect stardust is all any of us should ever be expected to be.
  We are the ocean floors, to the seven wonders of the world, and all the way to the black holes we'll never get to explore, so...
  I don't think I'll listen to what the wolves tell me today. I want to sit in silence until I can finally hear what the hell it is that I have to say.
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  Spiritual Exhaustion Tightens it's grip, while I maintain balance and try not to slip...
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  Why can't people love me.
  Probably just another bad seed story.
  Put together so imperfectly.
  You could call it destiny,
  That this ride was only meant to have one seat.
  But It's fucking lonely in this sea of the seemingly happy.
  
  What do they see when they look at me.
  Even the guy that claimed to be a soulmate, eventually
  Couldn't bare the sight of this ghastly...
  It can't just be happenstance, that nobody seems to be able to last more than a few minutes in my fucking presence.
  How the fuck do you plan a life around absolute goddamn emptiness.
  
  What do they hear, when I actually speak.
  Am I so irritating that their ear canals collapse, their eardrums fucking break.
  Am I just that much of a goddamn freak.
  How do I break...
  Out of this illusion that I was ever worth a goddamn to begin with, and Not just worth the effort to sneak me around.
  This repeating pattern is uncanny.
  Human spam...
  I Peak their interest just long enough to raise a brow, and end up in the fucking trash.
  Just slit my goddamn throat already, and turn me to ash because I'm sick of being just part of people's private stash.
  The thing they don't tell friends about.
  Another skeleton in the closets of people who's pride is just so fucking abundant.
  
  There's nothing left.
  I'm too broken.
  I'm a never was, not even a Has been.
  Just a fucking token of the bullshit they've spoken.
  It's funny, how the voices in my head sound just like all the people I've known...
  Not just strangers, or nonsense in the mirrors that are shrouded in smoke.
  Always in the background,
  The shit they talk is the soundtrack of the me that never felt like she even existed.
  
  I know it sounds twisted.
  I know... I know, I'm just full of fucking shit.
  What should one think though, when every time she goes out on that half broken limb, to not say anything... Just don't fuckin say shit.
  Nobody needs to know.
  It's always, it's none of their business, and I should grit my teeth and bare it...
  Don't give me pity lines cuz you feel fucking sorry for my bullshit.
  Just tell me why...
  Nobody has been able to love me.
  ©vondutchess

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  One story up, and overlooking downtown.
  A vantage over all that surrounds me.
  Waves of bass rattling from inside, switch to rattling trunk lids, parked in the waysides.
  Traffic lights begin to flash, as the sunset passes the horizon.
  Seas of whiskey breath, and the occasional handgun death.
  Bomb shots and cheap high heels snudging down broken sidewalks, and all these derelict drunks have no idea how I watch over them.
  The occasional cop rolls on by, paying no mind to that BMW with a burnt out headlight.
  Everything in my sights but I am distracted by these women in a bar-front fist fight over a man that was never in the first place, worth either of their time.
  Nobody floating past looks like the rockstar they see in the club mirror. So specifically tattered, that you can tell the difference between who threw up, and who went in the back to deep throat a bouncer.
  The scorn on so many faces of those unable to make it happen. Couldn't solidify the one-night, don't tell me your name, walk of shame. Frustrated, they are always the loudest in the groups of glitter mange, as if to proclaim they don't mind rejection, and won't be going home to cry.
  One by one, the watering holes dim their lights.
  Last call is shouted on repeat, and the hyenas come awkwardly footed, out into the streets.
  Groups of polo shirt wearing dude-bros high five like... The bathroom blowy they brag of was anything other than holding her hair while she vomited, after choking.
  The watered down Jaeger bomb yellow of everyone's eyes glow like werewolves breaking through the tree lines. Coming out under the street lights for one more try to bag that hottie that was seemingly giving them the eye, when in reality, he was just so drunk that he couldn't see straight.
  Watching the guy who slouches down the length of his car, about to get in and drive.
  I really hope he makes it home alive. Stories of the ones who didn't survive make me sick inside.
  That girl, passed out on the roadside, who's friends will let the cops take her to the hospital, and all go home to their own warm beds, will wake up in a few hours, with zero recollection of what in the actual fuck just happened to her. The line up of questions to follow this event are sure to haunt, as she'll never know the real story. If she just passed out, or ended up raped. At least with her life, she escaped... This time.
  My observation tower renders a power, to be a watchful mind, and learn what humans really are...
  Animals. Feral, when drunk. All inhibitions locked tight into magicians trunks.
  No innocent, am I. Gone home and cried, gotten behind the wheel to drive, and the occasional drunken fist fight, I understand the plight, to forget it all for just a single night.
  This bird'snest view allows me to reflect on what the fuck kind of mess I was living in, what kind of distress. Misery, and the company she brings are such a two-faced mistress. A double-edged coward. We are our own piercing swords. All following the stumbling horde...
  Ending up in someone's holy shit story, who's watching you, from this second floor, window of mourning.
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  New year, new... Nothing.
  Every single moment, a new version of myself to cypher through.
  Each pain free second, bought and paid for by
  Burrying myself in momentary weakness.
  Piercing screams do not sound like my own
  But that of a thousand, inconsolable infants.
  Nuances of happiness stab my unhealing peace,
  And photographs of a non-existent life, strewn about my mind are fire.
  My song is knots of guilt in my stomach,
  Infatuated with the dark worlds I paint in my mind.
  Fate is the jealous friend, that tries to destroy you at every corner.
  Dreamstates, filtered through dirty lenses.
  Inner battles are bombs exploding at my fingertips,
  Existential moments in every bad decision.
  Romancing death, I covet it's cheek in my hand.
  Bursts of anger melt as firey tears down my red face.
  Togetherness with myself is a far off dream,
  As each bittersweet turn is a new chapter to
  Memorize,
  Mesmerise,
  Memorialize.
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  InViSiBLe
  
  You try to sleep thru this animosity because you don't have to lie awake at night wondering 'how to be a different me', for a society that scoffs at individuality.
  You wish for a world similar to that, in your eyes, "was easier, simpler"... Easier to whom? To whom it is solely fucking catered... To you.
  Go ahead, Look in that fucking mirror.. Maybe, when you burn thru your own lies, with your own goddamn eyes, you'll finally see the big picture, much clearer. Have you ever been scared standing here, right here in front of this mirror... Is the first feeling everyday about your skin, your face, your hair, or do you have to look to darker faces, in darker places? You ever ask your reflection just why the fuck that is? What did they teach you in your history class? What did they teach you at home, your mom and dad? I mean, what the fuck would you do if some people were goddamn plaid? Stripes, in every color your bargain store crayon box had.
  How many times have you looked in the mirror, and wished you'd see someone who was much thinner? If you've never looked at yourself and thought, now there's a fuckin winner? When you didn't grow up hearing how pretty you are, you have no basis for comparison, other than you're worth less than those who 'have it all'.
  When is the last time you pretended to eat. Lied, to say you were full because the last thing you want is all of the calories on this goddamn dinner plate. When you look at the scale, and every time it's a battle, that ends in a stalemate because it never tells you what you want... When all that goddamn mirror ever shows you, is a fat fucking clot. Ever get secretly excited, quietly in your head, about sneaking to the bathroom and puking it out instead? When that's the only way you know, to love yourself.
  How many times have you looked in the mirror, and thought about shaving every square inch of your body, except your head because that's what social stands said? Shaved every visible skin thread and walked around for the next week feeling like an itchy, burny fucking pin cushion because this is what we're told is sexy, instead... Instead of being natural, while laying next to someone in your own godforsaken bed. Remove the human from your body, remove the human from your head.
  Have you ever looked in the mirror, and watched yourself cry...
  Watched yourself cry...
  Watched yourself Fucking cry, while conversing with the voices in your head about all the stellar ways to die? Who would show up to your funeral, dressed in traditional lies. Stand by your side, and give bullshit speeches about, 'but we loved him, he was such a great guy!' it makes me nauseous, and want to crawl back inside whatever hell from which my parents forces collided.
  Have you ever gotten drunk, so drunk that you drown? You drown those sorrows so deep down, that you think they're gone. Until, you wake up again with bloodshots of Jaeger in the whites of your eyes, and chunks of your soul dried to the floor that surrounds the toilet bowl.
  Have you had nights where you did so many drugs, that you finally felt normal... Felt fucking cool? Like, that's what it took to fit in. Stripping yourself of your dignity, to make doors fucking open. Done so many drugs, you don't even know who the fuck you are anymore. The reflection in that goddamn mirror isn't someone who's name you even know. So, you punch them in the fucking face, turn, crunching your boots on shattered glass, and walk out the fucking door.
  Have you ever just wished you were dead? That they'd ask be better off, instead... If you were just gone. No more you, no more song. No more reasons to have suffered this long.
  
  Just... Gone.
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  When you're swimming... Do you float?
  I don't. I sink. Every time.
  Always on the brink...
  Of drowning.
  Even when I'm smiling, I'm frowning.
  I feel like such a downer but people are always surrounding, and crowding me.
  They think I can save them but I'm just as broken.
  I can't fix everyone, I CAN'T FIX EVERYTHING.
  They say I'm so inspiring but I hate that they look up to me for nothing but surviving.
  Wanna hit my pipe because you'll feel just like you're swimming. Like, you're flying.
  This isn't winning.
  Don't fucking be like me.
  What the hell are you thinking?
  I'm the goddamn Titanic. Frantic, Panicked.
  My mind is filled with static.
  I'm not a bad bitch.
  Sure, I'll make you laugh but it's just a fuckin mask.
  How can you not see my arms, how they're flailing.
  That I can't breathe.
  That I'm not me...
  Or
  That I'm fuckin sinking?
  ©vondutchess

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  • vondutchess Likewise. Dark as fuck. I dig it.

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  Evoke in me, the life I seek.
  Sweep me off my misery.
  I can't fly on these broken wings, and the Ravens inside of me are clawing so violently but can't escape my calloused skin.
  Silently, I watch you meander from soft grass, to cobblestone pathways in this desolate park.
  It's dark but you light up its entirety, as you've lit the pilot light inside of me.
  Notes wander in your aesthetic aura, with the rhythm of your sonder.
  As you ponder, your eyes spark like, Tesla coils throw arcs.
  Every tree you pass is illuminated by your encounter, and your reflection even glistens in their peeling bark.
  It's so stark, watching a human come into their own consciousness.
  It's as if the universe plans all of this.
  When I think of every opportunity I thought I'd missed, she replaces it with two more chances to appreciate uniqueness...
  Until I've heard the right notes, from exactly the right folks, and have found my place in life's grand performance.
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  I dance to music others
  cannot hear. They sound
  like... like, the instruments
  I once played. I wish you
  could hear it, too but it's so
  deeply burried, that I don't
  know how to not hide it.
  So, If you see me swaying...
  Just smile, and close your
  eyes with me. I'll show you,
  with the sound of my heart.
  Just don't waste a moment;
  listen before it stops it's beat.
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  EYES OPEN.
  
  Streets of blood sucked by mud.
  Fear the echoes of pain because,
  Near the forceful death has come.
  Hear the scream, hear the slash,
  Eyes open, the machete is bloody!
  
  Feel the unspoken words from the lips inseparable.
  Hear the unsaid pain from the chest unopened.
  Taste the bitter food of being bereft of a loved one.
  Wear the itching shoes of justice not being served.
  
  Deathly footsteps come our way.
  Hope in hearts has fled away.
  Thighs against chest all we sit.
  Tears on cheeks now tell the tale.
  Hear the scream, hear the slash.
  Eyes open, the machete is bloody!
  
  Feel the unspoken words from the lips inseparable.
  Hear the unsaid pain from the chest unopened.
  Taste the bitter food of being bereft of a loved one.
  Wear the itching shoes of justice not being served.
  
  On the mattress named 'Six-feet-under' he rests.
  I bet he's tired for his days had been long.
  Flowers with sweet scents we throw down his bedroom.
  To sweeten the dreams he'll get in his bed of wood.
  The window we close, the folding door we put in place.
  We hear another scream, we hear another slash.
  Eyes over shoulders, another machete is bloody!
  
  Feel the unspoken words from the lips inseparable.
  Hear the unsaid pain from the chest unopened.
  Taste the bitter food of being bereft of a loved one
  Wear the itching shoes of justice not being served.
  
  ~Ndichu.~
  
  ©ndichuu

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  Faint images of myself
  shatter in remnants of
  once glistening, blood
  splatter when the plains
  winds blow, and turn
  them to dust.
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  Always saying you'll be there but every time, everywhere... I look for you but I can't find you anywhere.
  All I ever see is reflections of myself in the dewy maze, trying to grab solace from dead air.
  Fog, so thick, I can't see what's in front of me... Just a blanket of dense emptiness.
  Walking in landlocked storm clouds, that are weeping so heavily with pain, it's as if they're wrapping me in dank sheets of self-loathing. My pride, my dignity, are so strained.
  Let me juxtapose myself into this happiness...
  
  And, I misjudged again. It's just another thick haze I thought my high beams could pierce.
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  If friendship were a jar
  You'd be fucking empty.
  Full of bullshit,
  BAD BOY,
  Full of bullshit.
  You'd be fucking empty
  If friendship were a jar
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  gOvErNmEnTaViRuS
  
  Sacrifice diplomacy so dollar signs swell like tsunamis. Suburbs guarded by pale-faced, toilet paper hoarding cartels. Lights flicker as grounds rumble with panic of the disadvantaged, and brandy room bickering of our elected parents.
  OH, excuse me?! Did that make you angry? See the fuckin irony? Let me keep going...
  Seedy news anchors flap tongues about rejuvenating revenue, to the Soundtrack of CoRoNaViRuS iS CoMiNg FoR yOu! Panic is a gold sluice. Earth's populace laughs as we predictively perform for minimum wages in the world's most admired venue. They point and laugh as we refuse to stop shitting on our own damn stages. Here we go again Murica, in last fuckin place. Throwing Amber Waves of Shade while we're back on our way to being fuckin GREAT Again. Facemasks eradicate emotions. Innercity mass graves are our Generation's Nuclear Wastelands. Keep us distracted with preprogrammed propaganda, putting stiff bodies on 5G blast, and reruns of Survivor. Soap-blistered hands scour barren shelves... I wonder if humans will ever be able to stop themselves? Futures of scorned tears on grieving children's faces blinds the horizon, as they question- who will take our parent's places, after Uncle Sam decided to run another patriotism test popquiz? Who deserves recognition, and who deserves to die in a hallway, ER bed? Humanity is blackout wasted on the new, police state-social graces, that it erases entire places because it always forgets that...
  Money can't replace human faces. .
  ©vondutchess

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  #tears
  #sadness #mirakee
  #writersnetwork #feminist
  #society #anger
  #darkness
  #depression
  #life#poeticsighs #poetics #poetry #depressionkills #poetrymaykhana #depressionawareness #poetrycorner #depression #darksouls #darkknight #griefsupport #bereavement #lifeisbeautiful #poetrylovers #darkart #grief #hindipoetry #poetrygram #poetryislife #instapoetry #depressionsupport #lifequotes #poetryisnotdead #darkside #poetryporn #darkartists #darkaesthetic

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  Class Less
  
  She's in a class of her own.
  For twelve, to twenty-five years, a classroom is our home.
  We classify animals, vehicles, scientific discoveries, and people.
  Style, grace, class, and the other labels we've created...
  How do we plead for equality, when we're the ones who classify our own worth, and determine how each class is rated?
  To say it's counterproductive to our happiness, would be understated.
  It's not the universe who created, and defined these words. It's not nature's fault, it's not natural anywhere else on earth...
  But we can't look anywhere, and see anything but the value we place on each other, and ourselves when compared to EVERYTHING else.
  The reality of it stings when these ideas pierce my mind, and prove to be anything but devine... How classless it is to be so blind.
  Labels are enemies. Don't let them force-plant that seed into your conscious mind.
  Start seeing that your class isn't relevant.
  That what you are worth...
  Is EVERYTHING.
  ©vondutchess

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  Belle loves the beast, but loves her dreams more.
  
  #fairytale #beautyandthebeast #beauty #belle #beast #twist #perspective #alternateending #woman #dreams #love #bereavement #heart #feelings #cage #nature #summer #yougogirl #ambition #poetrycommunity #freeverse #pod #wds #writinglife #quotes #poem #mood #shewrites #followme #readwriteunite #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #poetsofmirakee #writingcommunity #life #reflections

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  Shatter
  
  You ask me, if I miss you,
  I say no, but I remember you,
  Like a vivid dream from
  A bright summer day,
  Soft breeze in our hair
  And wildflowers blooming
  By the river, the taste of ripe
  Mangoes in my mouth as you
  Pressed your fingers to my lips,
  Miles between us, and a sea
  Stretching out wider than the sky,
  I sit here in my cold mansion,
  Dark clouds rain down around me,
  And in the grey mist descending upon me,
  I long for that laughter of yours
  That could light up my world brighter
  Than a hundred majestic suns,
  Bereavement seeps from my weeping heart
  And even the nectar of paradise
  Turns bitter in my mouth, because
  You are missing from me, but ask
  Me again if I love you still, I will smile
  And tell you, amidst the splendour of my
  Dreams, I will let the cage of your love,
  Shatter, a hundred times over.
  ©thebhavnasaxena

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  #mirakee
  #writersnetwork
  #night
  #darkness
  #depression
  #life#poeticsighs #poetics #poetry #depressionkills #poetrymaykhana #depressionawareness #poetrycorner #depression #darksouls #darkknight #griefsupport #bereavement #lifeisbeautiful #poetrylovers #darkart #grief #hindipoetry #poetrygram #poetryislife #instapoetry #depressionsupport #lifequotes #poetryisnotdead #darkside #poetryporn #darkartists #darkaesthetic

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  Galaxies
  
  The galaxies I see in the depths of your eyes, are fathoms deeper when I delve into your beautiful mind. I want to wipe the cobwebs out of every dark corner of the skeletons in your closets. I want to love you with every cell in my body, for every moment I'm still alive.
  I want to take the dive off that cliff that terrifyingly peers over the sea. I want to see what life still has in store for me. I want to live peacefully, and happily. I want to know I tried, and every effort was for SOMETHING.
  
  The galaxies behind my closed eyes render a prize... Of myself, so beautiful that I do not have to ponder the disguises I'll wear, when we dance under the stars in our sky.
  All of the things in life, the adventures, the sadness, the anger, the fun, and the madness I've still never experienced, I want to experience them all with you. Whether our sky is grey, or blue, I just want to open my eyes, and see the truest version of you.
  
  When our eyes meet, our galaxies intertwine.
  A beautiful dance, not just of romance but a meeting of minds. They swirl, and twirl. Colors explode, and burst... Our energies corkscrew with stars, and beams of light that shoot out into our universe. We're immersed...
  
  We are timeless. Time is everything, and nothing, simultaneously. It's the most irrelevant relevancy... You see, the universe itself, does not wear a time piece. It's not standing over us, hovering, shouting about every moment we're wasting... That's up to you and me to see. Time is nothing but it's everything, as we'll all run out, one day... We all get tossed back into the sea. Whether or not we became what we wanted to be, or loved as deeply as we imagined in our childhood daydreams. The clock is always ticking, and time is always picking who's turn it is to tap out. So, why waste another second waiting for the perfect moment... When moments don't exist... Until we've realized how many we've wasted.
  ©vondutchess

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  Co-Written With Samuel Beaton
  #tears
  #sadness #mirakee
  #writersnetwork #feminist
  #night #anger
  #darkness
  #depression
  #life#poeticsighs #poetics #poetry #depressionkills #poetrymaykhana #depressionawareness #poetrycorner #depression #darksouls #darkknight #griefsupport #bereavement #lifeisbeautiful #poetrylovers #darkart #grief #hindipoetry #poetrygram #poetryislife #instapoetry #depressionsupport #lifequotes #poetryisnotdead #darkside #poetryporn #darkartists #darkaesthetic

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  Blind Lines
  
  My best friends are the monsters and demons that I carry with me.
  Sweating in their frigid longevity,
  They swear they'll never leave.
  Their Essence is pestilence.
  Their smooth grit Grinds the inside of my skin like, sand that rouses up from the beach, when the wind reaches gale speeds, and pierces silence like needles.
  
  However, I see those needles and they won't penetrate the hatred of my hatred.
  Dust settles and we adjust.
  Sadness is just a fear we're forced to believe in.
  We refuse.
  
  They nag. Gnawing. Grinding jaws, they irritate and annoy me.
  Constantly poking
  At my thin vulnerability.
  Always drawing wavy lines in the sand,
  so I don't know where to cross, to get to better land.
  They implore me to hate who I could be,
  Before I'd even seen the big picture,
  the entire picture...
  Failure, is what they promote here.
  
  The swarming of insecurity is encompassing, but I will lie with this projected failure knowing that I have not failed you, but you have failed me. All of you are waves washing up and only leaving traces of what you were, not what you will be. I am better than leaving a message in the sand.
  
  I dip my toes into the light.
  Desolate cold of the unfamiliar sends shivers up my spine.
  Rewind...
  How can I not find the memories of which made me so blind to my own defining time?
  How do we end up here?...
  Peering into the seemingly empty canvas of the atmosphere.
  Driven by nothing but fear.
  Can you hear...
  That the wind in my sails are carrying my cries for help?
  ©vondutchess

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  #tears
  #sadness #mirakee
  #writersnetwork #feminist
  #night #anger
  #darkness
  #depression
  #life#poeticsighs #poetics #poetry #depressionkills #poetrymaykhana #depressionawareness #poetrycorner #depression #darksouls #darkknight #griefsupport #bereavement #lifeisbeautiful #poetrylovers #darkart #grief #hindipoetry #poetrygram #poetryislife #instapoetry #depressionsupport #lifequotes #poetryisnotdead #darkside #poetryporn #darkartists #darkaesthetic

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  Un-profound
  
  I wanna pick flowers on the moon, and Planet Gaze from the Stars.
  I want a painfully deeper understanding of who we are.
  I don't want to be just another Prophetic Vulture.
  I want the consciousness to believe there's no inherent bad out there... Just victims of circumstances, trying to Fucking survive their bullshit happenstances.
  I want my physical being to be so much less scarred because my reflection in the mirror is so marred, that you can see my emotional scars as if they were peeking between the shadows of prison bars.
  Away, you just keep walking, Without ever taking.
  You barely look this way,, except when you fuck me.
  Constantly watching the world go by, around me, life surrounds me so, it's sort of astounding that I feel like I don't experience a fraction of what it's offering.
  I speak only to the darkness that stalks me... Forever lost in...
  A soundproof, glass coffin.
  ©vondutchess

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