Translucent
deathchibi
23 Jul, 2011 05:55 PMDreams- Made to comfort, Now have left me discarded While reality seems to linger, It taunts me from miles away. And the only things I'll ever feel Are the comforts of distance And the surge of razor to translucent wrist. I will only ever see the fresh blood Pouring from my translucent veins But even blood is eager to escape me. Sometimes I stare through my translucent heart And wonder if I'll ever see myself again. Trapped between two vibrant worlds, Both which have shunned me And left me to rot here Awaiting the presence of light. I disdain my translucent self When I am unable to even cast the slightest shadow Into this place of monotone bland Where I eagerly await my heart to fail But forever I will keep living. And as my translucent existence is tortured here, I search for a star to wish upon, But I can't create hope from dust. So I just keep on waiting, Hoping that if I cant see myself That maybe someone can see me? But I know that I'm alone here, That my translucent corpse will rot here. I pray that death will have the mercy to end me.
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