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@devilschild66
red house
Dante and Virgil in Hell
If hell exists, then I think I found it in my head.
I wanna be your everything.
And I know I can't, because you said it's impossible.
But know that I'm still trying.
Trying as I'm unable to love myself as much as I wish you could love me.
I wish to be swallowed by the unknown and by the unreachable parts of the world.
I wish to be the perfect person, your most beautiful favorite, your one and only.
But I can't, because you'd be trapped in the loop of my flawless glow.
And when our world ends, I'd be left alone to rot from the inside as my glow still shines for you.
By Devil'sChild66
*โข .+PAINT THE .* WORLD .+ *.
+* R E D. *+!
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It already is.
Just the fact that I don't know how full my glass is, terrifies me.
I just want to disappear in the void of silence.
I'm afraid that one day his words will become my reality ...
Keeping it low when you are crying is the hardest thing to do.
Yet, I did it anyways.
Why am I trapped in a shitty mind, why am I living by the rules of a rotten self?
Do I see nothingness as an escape from the killer? From whom I can't seem to run away from.
I'm sad.
Simple.
I'm deeply truly sad and tired from all the pain that has corrupted the thing that should keep me sane.
Here I am, losing not only myself but someone I care about just because they are fighting against the same thing that I'm always fighting.
Me.
By Devil's Child 66
Do you often feel like you don't have a control over yourself? Like, as if there is someone else inside your head controlling you and wears the same face as you do?