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[destroymylife]

[such-sweetbitterness]

I don't comprehend, understand, what my problem is - -

My mask goes on .. everything gone ... why deal with this?

I hide behind words, smiles, plastered on fake faces.

My lies so quick, so true, going through the paces.

I cry alone, unbothered, no need to trouble anyone else.

My own thoughts, screams, echoes in a withered shell;

I don't want to be apart of it anymore.

My sanity, myself ... I just can't do it.

I need to take off the mask .. My mask needs to come off.

[celestial-dynasty]

“When time fell apart, there was no escape from the past. Her personality relied on a vault of heavy veils, every word spoken in masquerade; a costume change for every brief encounter.”

— Celestial Dynasty

[brokenshadow1219]

“She is like the moon. Even though darkness tries to swallow her she shines brighter for everyone around her. When she hides away no one knows that she looks forward to it, letting the darkness hide her so no one can see who she truly is. It’s all she can think about everyday and night.”

— brokenshadow1219

[blackpenwritings]

“You love me for the mask that I put on. You love the cold, smooth porcelain perfectly melded into my skin. You love the flawless marble eyes, you can worship them like the smooth stone walls of the church. You love the complexity of the web that I spin around you. You watch me weave them, every strand another trap and I’m cinching your skin tight with new pins to hold it all together. I wonder why you never ask to escape. I wonder why you just stand there, in a trance, and the world around you turns more and more into a mesh of lies, darkening every inch of the reality you’ve ever known, until it starts suffocating the sunlight seeping through the edges. I wonder why you let me in, in the first place. All I have are scissors for hands and I’m terrified of touching your wings. You love this darkness. You love the way the shadows spill over you, bleeding into every inch of your skin. I wonder when you’ll realise that I’m more cracked edges than porcelain. More clay than marble. The mask is a facade to hide the monster that I am. I’ve kept you in the darkness for so long, I wonder if you’ll ever love me when you see me in the light.”

— Tamarind Fall; Writing prompt: You love me for the mask that I put on but can you love the real me?

[such-sweetbitterness]

an endless masquerade

[br-o-ken-poetry]

“I have lived so much of my life behind a mask, I begin to wonder if even I know the person behind it anymore.”

— broken thoughts

[irregularspace]

“A fire is at its most beautiful, when in the dark.”

—

[leohearts]

“One day you’ll make peace with your demons, and the chaos in your heart will settle flat. And maybe for the first time in your life, life will smile right back at you and welcome you home.”

— R. M. Drake

[depressionarmy]

“The world is a mess and I want to laugh because all I can think is how horrible and beautiful it is.”

— Tahereh Mafi

[tessalivesandbreathesbooks]

“She is catalyst. She is chaos. I can see why he loves her.”

— Illuminae by Amie Kaufman

[alexandraswriting]

“When I think of her I think of fireworks and thunderstorms and sneaking out at midnight . I think of sunrises and whiskey and running to the outskirts of town. I think of tarot cards and leather jackets and sandalwood perfume. I think of calmness and chaos at the same time, because that’s what she was… Calmness and chaos.”

— Calmness and Chaos // Alexandra 

[hyacinthgirlquotes]

“Now I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes leaving a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.”

— Harley Quinn: Vengeance Unlimited by A.J. Lieberman

[such-sweetbitterness]

If need be .. that is.

[atomiccherri]

“He told me I had sad eyes, that were full of chaos”

—

[madilydreadful]

“I can’t tell if we had chemistry or chaos.”

—

[chaoticmusing]

“I fear you are too pure for my darkness. I do not wish to taint you.”

— {C H A O S}

[mortal-poems]

“she was either too much or never enough. for her family she was too much; too angry, too passionate, too selfish, too loud. for herself she was never enough; never skinny enough, never pretty enough, never smart enough, never nice enough. to everyone she was a fire starter, burning everything and everyone down. to herself she was broken glass that couldn’t be repaired; that no one cared enough to fix.”

— she was too lonely, she was never loved enough

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

“It is one thing to be the girl on fire. It is another thing entirely to be the girl who manages to set the world on fire with all the quiet and beautiful things she does.”

— Hannah Brencher