Quotes and poetry by seiki_kei

Why is reading what you said so painful
Is it cause you were so lost in an identity that never existed
Or is it
Cause deep down I relate to that mask you are displaying
In hopes, everyone will look at that you
Then the one that's broken behind the paper-mache
You spilt into three
You created me
Why am I not grateful
Am I the feelings you tucked deep away
Am I who you genuinely where
Some little kid unsure where to turn
One who's actually smart
Not the one who sold her body
Am I the real you you kept hidden beneath that paper-mache mask
What part of you
Am I?
~V

seiki_kei 1w

What did I do wrong-?
What- what happened-?
Did- I mess up-?
Did I- hurt someone-?
What did I do-?
To hated by myself
~MD

seiki_kei 1w

what's wrong with me-
I- I didn't mean to-
Did I fail someone-
Am I am a failure-?
What's wrong with me-?
Why- why is everything wrong with me-
~MD

seiki_kei 2w

Right now i want to hold you
To kiss you
To enjoy my time with you
To enjoy your smile
And your laugh
But in the moments where I can reach you
The thought of you comes
And causes dismay
Cause I want you not a memory
I want you not an old conversation
I want to love you
Not to cry over you being gone
~KD

seiki_kei 2w

Am i

Am I supposed to like my chest
Am I supposed to enjoy the fact that I have breast
Am I suppose to fit into a body that isn't mine
Am I...
Am I being sensitive
Am I supposed to know
What exactly I am
Am I supposed to follow the book
And fit into some plan
Is this normal to question why exactly
It hurts to look in the mirror
Why I want to punish my body
Cause it's not good enough for me
Is this normal
To cry and break down in front of the mirror
To break down cause I don't know
Who the hell is looking back at me
Is this a waste to try and make my breast disappear
Am I wasting my time trying to appear fine
When I can't
Cause im not in my own body
I poke and pull at my skin
Cause it hurts to much to look at it again
When I want to do so much worse than poke and pull it
Is it normal
To be crying over a poem
Because it's hitting to close to home as you write the phrases
I'd rather be myself
Than some pink-haired
Little girl
I am
No girl
I am me
And sadly
My family doesn't understand me
They dont respect me
Im alone in a house full of people
A house full of family?
And I say that with a question
Cause are they really at this point
~KD

seiki_kei 3w

I miss your everything
Your smile
Your kisses
Your embrace
Your jokes
Your laugh
Your voice
Your compliments
Your statements
You
I miss you
When all I want
Is the hold you once more
Please come back soon
I miss my everything
~MD

seiki_kei 4w

a voice screamed out of the dark
The deepest pits of my mind
The parts I locked away
Screamed
"Do you remember"
"What?"
"do you remember what tore you apart"
"What ripped you limb from limb"
"What Caused this mess of tangled feelings and voices"
"Do you remember little one..."
"Do I need to?"
And with that, he grasped my arm
The tar like skin and eyes I can't see
He disappears yet is clear
Are my eyes deceiving me
"I said do you remember"
he screams louder than before
His voice roars through my thoughts
Through my memories
Causing me to see and feel it all over again
It isn't worth breathing in at this point
But I inhale still
He blocks me off from everyone else
And he shows me the monster that I call myself
His sentences burn through my ears
Not even clear what he's saying anymore
"Do you remember little one..?"
He shoots his words like bullets from a gun
The other voices trying to stop his Devastation
He's ever-loving destruction of already devastated and desperate human
"How about now"
The other try and pull me away
Grabbing on my arms but my skin tares away
I am stuck with a mad man
Who won't stop shouting
About the past
Its making it hard to want the future
"Again and again you will see your mistakes given to you on a sliver plate"
"And with my tongue young one you will remember"
"The exact things behind the slaughter of yourself"
I crumble at the floor at this point
Yanking at my ears
Cause id rather hear nothing than him
He doesn't stop
He won't stop
As the last bit of yelling stop mid statement
I realize I lie on the cold harsh pavement
Looking around unsure what to do
Then the others come crashing through
Looking at me with shock and disbelief
Cause my fingers run red
And there's a puddle beneath me
My ears scraped and scratched
Surprisingly still attached
They pull my hands away from me
Am I so terrible I can't even keep them as they take care of me
They whip my eyes
Expecting me to stop crying
But all I do is crumble and break more
Unable to use my hands
To cover my shame ridden face
~MD

seiki_kei 4w

I worry about your safety
For you are facing monsters
I can not see
I can not confront
The only thing I can do
Is wait for the embrace
I crave oh so much
And to hear your voice
Would be like a calming rhyme
I know I can not keep you safe from most things
But not being able to comfort you
Not being able to hold you
Is worrisome to me
~MD

seiki_kei 4w

Am I greedy to ask to see you again
When I saw you yesterday
When I heard your voice
And the things you said brought bliss
Is it greedy of me
To want to spend forever with you
Is it wrong of me
To want to hear you sing a melody
Of the song that rests on my heart
The song that reminds me of the
Very work of art
I get to call my own
The very piece of art I get to hold
Is it wrong of me to ask
To go back into the Museum
And converse with a painting
With a work of art
~MD

seiki_kei 5w

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