Whispers creep in me
Like splinters of glass on a crimson shore
Voices from the outside
Bleed my veins into cold dry rivers
This awkward feeling from my inner depths
Awoke my state of growing unease
Uncertain I await my storm
A ghastly flood into the darkest of me
Do I always end up there?
With tears and a broken I?
A book full of words, hollow and empty
At the end, in the dark corner
The Dark Corner where no one looks
Behind the curtains where no one hears
The Dark Corner where no one feels
But me
Every fresh start with a golden shine
Crumbles in a void of unspoken words
Any brilliant prospect fades
Into another dreadful ending
Betrayed, and stabbed in the back
Bruised beaten broken
My heart hurt, yet still alive
Far away from the light
Have I called it upon me once again?
Is it my destiny to end behind the curtains?
Far away from the light
At the end, in the dark corner
The Dark Corner, where no one looks
Behind the curtains, where no one hears
The Dark Corner, where no one feels
But me
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