I open my eyes, glancing around me,
the world is dripping with shades of grey,
my glasses have disappeared.
My eyes are open, the rose is gone,
the world bears scars and hidden layers,
once unseen and blurry.
I can finally see.
shattering glass
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in my head
Silence, loud, deafening silence. I can’t look her in the eyes, but I can’t rip mine away, so I stare. It’s not awkward or anything, I mean she’s staring too.
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Boxes
I’m put in a box
Here I’ll stay, as from the edge
I was pushed away
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mess
I’m angry, I’m furious, I’ll try to let it out by complaining,
by venting, by ranting, maybe to one, two, or even three people.
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