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s Willow Jan 2019
Candle
skull’s lit.
Wax
dripping
Teeth chattering.
s Willow Jan 2019
Paleness on ex-lover’s face,
Our impassable fate brought.
In madness,
He’s missing from his holy palace.
s Willow Jan 2019
Wispy moonlight beams,
enter the barren church
a place of dreams.
Outside next to a silver birch.
Inside women in search for someone,
someone long gone.
I kneel upon the alter.
The pain fills the void with slaughter.
A slave, frozen to his peace.
Nothing left to hang on.
It’s the end run.
Robbed forms,
lifted the storms.
However, my naked flesh spared not.
s Willow Jan 2019
The darkest place in the world is not a cave,
not a room with no windows,
nor even a real place.
The darkest place is my mind.

The darkest place sounds like a place with nothing,
no people,
no sound,
Nothing.
But there is always something going on.
Someone, something, a beast, a villain.
Talking to me.

Most don’t believe me that they’re real.
The ones that do believe don’t hear them.
Constantly in pain from the thoughts and never ending sounds.

The voices started off with just one,
then another one came, then more, and more.
Now everyday more come, more leave.
The ones that leave never come back.
The ones that come never stay.
They always leave.
Except the first one.

They say, not to name something you don’t want to get attached to but,
that’s what I did.
he’s loud, mean, annoying, but somehow I have come to like him.
Funny, helpful, reason and logic.
No one hears our conversations, only me and him.
The arguing and fighting with him brings me happiness.

The darkest place is not a real place, but our own minds.
s Willow Jan 2019
My dark colored butterfly. Why do you stay?
Others could make you so much happier.
You have beautiful majestic wings;
why don’t you use them to fly away?
Fly higher than anyone could reach.
Fly faster and further.
You could fly away but you stay here with me, why.

Maybe I don’t want me dark colored, female butterfly. We started well, then started fighting.
We fight everyday.
We have done things I don’t regret.
I hate her, she says one thing and I love her.

We fight again.
I lover her,
I hate her,
I love her,
I hate her,
I love her?

My annoying, heartless, dark colored, female butterfly. I want her gone, but I want to stay with her.
The dark colored butterfly.
s Willow Jan 2019
the laugHter has gone silent.
my hEart is dark
I’m no Longer
the Person you know.

my nightMares are real.
nowhere to hidE.
s Willow Jan 2019
The green fire dragon
Beautiful,
Majestic,
Vibrant.
Really a sight to see.
Eerie
Destructive
Corrupt.
The green fire dragon
Isn’t something to describe.
You must witness it for yourself.
The event of the green fire dragon
Will come one day.
Everyone will experience it’s beauty and destruction.
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