So I have become that

silent creature, with no

more words left to say.

With empty gaze and

slow pulse; a heart that

is barely beating.

Hurting inside, while a

pale mask with a smile

covers my blurred eyes.

Slowly, I've turned into

a being with numb

senses, so I won't feel

the thorns that round

my heart holing me.

In every move I bleed

and this sharp ringer

becomes more firm,

stabbing me even

deeper.

I stand still; waiting for

that healing light and

tender hand to take

away the cold and dark

touch of loneliness.

Screaming inside, while

the only thing that you

see is a serenity spread

along my features.

Patiently, I can feel my

own soul drained; fading

away into a dream of a

pure love, that once was

my reality...

~ Aphrodite

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