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they called me an enigma.
So I'm the lighter and the burn on your arm.
I'm the angel and the devil at both ends.
I'm the ringing and the sound on the winds.
I'm voicing my opinions to imaginary friends who guide me.
Irreplaceable is the bond we all share.
I am the gun and the bullets.
I am the blood and the vessels.
I am the king and the crown.

Waiting. Searching. Guided by forces you can't see. Hearing voices you can't hear. I may be a bit odd at times.
Writing dark stories and greeting ghosts with a handshake. A friendship starts with hello.
We've heard those words many times. Hello with a smile. Goodbye with a tear.
Words hurt. Names will never hurt me is a joke.
They hurt so much. So we had to bite. Or scratch to make it stop.
Reality is fantasy. Seeing and feeling and hearing and running and tripping and stopping and landing. Everywhere.

Headaches. Moments of silence..
But silence, isn't silence.
I hear a lot. Words. Feelings.

Everything..
And I'm standing in a white room with four walls and a strait-jacket. To limit my movements.
It doesn't stop the hurt though. It intensifies with every breath. Every movement..

So we learn to live with it. The hurt and the pain.
Travelling on galaxies made of blood and burning..
We want it to end.

But we're the cowards. The hypocrites. The spiders and the crickets. With loud sounds and long jumps. Making webs out of words and rhythms and emotions.
We sever latitudes. Alternate realties based on tug of war with the inner self. The multi-self that exists and resists the fear inside.

We're afraid. Terrified. Somber. Grasping solitude as it slips away into darkness. Breathing down our neck, like a dragon's breath.
Silently, we follow the moon through fields of grass and red regrets. We feel them floating away on our fingertips..

We're ashamed. For the world resides in the ashes left behind by those gone. Those, we wish didn't leave.
It is said, they pave the way for our tomorrow. While holding in our hand the silent emptiness beneath the dark skies..

sadly, we shall dream..

~End~

Description
they called me an enigma.
So I'm the lighter and the burn on your arm.
I'm the angel and the devil at both ends.
I'm the ringing and the sound on the winds.
I'm voicing my opinions to imaginary friends who guide me.
Irreplaceable is the bond we all share.
I am the gun and the bullets.
I am the blood and the vessels.
I am the king and the crown.

Waiting. Searching. Guided by forces you can't see. Hearing voices you can't hear. I may be a bit odd at times.
Writing dark stories and greeting ghosts with a handshake. A friendship starts with hello.
We've heard those words many times. Hello with a smile. Goodbye with a tear.
Words hurt. Names will never hurt me is a joke.
They hurt so much. So we had to bite. Or scratch to make it stop.
Reality is fantasy. Seeing and feeling and hearing and running and tripping and stopping and landing. Everywhere.

Headaches. Moments of silence..
But silence, isn't silence.
I hear a lot. Words. Feelings.

Everything..
And I'm standing in a white room with four walls and a strait-jacket. To limit my movements.
It doesn't stop the hurt though. It intensifies with every breath. Every movement..

So we learn to live with it. The hurt and the pain.
Travelling on galaxies made of blood and burning..
We want it to end.

But we're the cowards. The hypocrites. The spiders and the crickets. With loud sounds and long jumps. Making webs out of words and rhythms and emotions.
We sever latitudes. Alternate realties based on tug of war with the inner self. The multi-self that exists and resists the fear inside.

We're afraid. Terrified. Somber. Grasping solitude as it slips away into darkness. Breathing down our neck, like a dragon's breath.
Silently, we follow the moon through fields of grass and red regrets. We feel them floating away on our fingertips..

We're ashamed. For the world resides in the ashes left behind by those gone. Those, we wish didn't leave.
It is said, they pave the way for our tomorrow. While holding in our hand the silent emptiness beneath the dark skies..

sadly, we shall dream..

~End~