Growing up.
Through mists of tears,
Reflects a misery.
The fallen truth
Of Lost purity.
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Somewhere in darkness,
An exquisite white budded,
With the eyes of the stars
Igniting the cold-blooded.
Having a transparence like water,
And radiating light like diamonds,
Brightening the world
With a smear of innocence.
Darkness spreads.
White eliminates in black.
They come with seducing tentacles,
To steal, to kidnap, to hijack.
Strangling the little white flames
Until their light is blown to ashes;
Squealing a goodnight lullaby above
When purity crashes.
And this dark world,
Falls back into silence.
The familiar feeling.
Be it a heavy mist with the blackest intensity.
It creeps in, without warnings,
And explodes into a viscous darkness.
The overwhelming voices scream inside your head;
A black that spreads and grows but never leaves,
A black that drowns, suffocates, controls, murders.
Sirens fill your mind with tentacles,
Demons gnaw your soul with fangs;
All you can feel is pain,
Ever-lasting, numb pain.
This whole parody is an irony;
For you wish for it to stay,
To torture and kill your sanity.
As when it leaves,
You have nothing left but
A silent emptiness,
Trickling until the next hurricane comes.
