❥ Author's note:

dark theme. tw. read at your own risk.

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there's a faraway light,
unblinking, blazing, bright.
i walk, a dark long path,
dull lamp-posts stand upright.

vengeful voids on both my sides,
the lustrous truths, the tainted lies,
the path is where i belong, but
the voids suck on my demise.

trust in me, let go of all,
the walk will wear you,
you don't have to carry this load.

this path is yours,
it's all you have,
don't stop, going on is the key.

i trip.
i missed a footstep.

i see your paper heart starting to crumble, come here, let me rip it out for you, all the pain will stop.

your heart is a pristine paper, write out your divine emotions on it, i'll preserve it for you.

a shaky breath,
a small moment of unwinding.

your weak, weak, glass body
– break it, so you can hurt others before they hurt you.

your delicateness is your asset,
your softness your strength
– nurture it, nurture you, nurture us.

the soft sharpness
slips under my clothes,
soothes me.

lean a little towards me,
dance with the darkness,
the void is enticing.

keep your eyes on the road,
your head held high,
walk like a woman.

i -
i lean a little.

good girl, come to me,
this strenuous striving can wait,
just lean.

lie down. stay low. just breathe.
keep calm. hush.....

my knees buckle.
stay low, stay low, stay low.

you are a strong wave
of the greatest ocean,
woven delicately to destroy.
destroy!

you are a strong wave
of the greatest ocean,
your blood concocted carefully to conquer.
conquer!

more sharpness to soothe.
my skin peels like a soft peach.

give up to the world,
let their ritual resume.
their burning hymns, your salvation.

stand together with all,
raise your voice,
rise together.
sacred is your survival.

i try to smile at a stranger,
hum an infant tune,
let myself sleep.

burn away at your years' misdeeds, your pyre laughs with open arms,
shed off the ornaments that deck you.

you burn, because you are a drop of sunshine. you are radiance embodied. you are, you are.

i try again to let myself sleep.
the tears i shed are boiling streams of lava, licking my cheeks,
turning into rock at my lips
frozen in a scream.

it's a dark path, don't walk anymore. let the lights flicker, let them put the stars to death.
it's phenomenal. the end... the end...

don't you see the bright blaze ahead? it's yours, you can hold the luminance within your palms. it's phenomenal. the beginning... the beginning...

their shouts rain like needles,
piercing my bear back,
where's the light?
it's phenomenal, the voids.

my skin feels a mile away
from my body, left to decay,
i had said, i screamed but never talked,
but now the voices have no more to say.

within the demands, the pleadings lie.
within the questions, the answers hide.
the path is where i belong, but
the voids suck on my demise.

the coldness above, my heartbeats under,
a silent oath, a beautiful murder.
i fall,                                              
                        in the spaces in between;
my last, silent surrender.

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the above art piece has been created by _flying_high_ , to complement the poem. if you like the drawing, please go ahead and show some love and support to the artist behind the colours.

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if you could relate to this poem, i just want to say, you are not alone, you don't deserve to be hurt, not even by yourself. moreover, you don't deserve to be silenced.
raise your voice.

i'm always up for a talk if you are willing to vent.

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