In the mirror, she sees her flaws so clear, Hoping perfection will draw him near, Counting calories, her body a cage, Yearning for love, trapped in her own stage.

Dressed in silk, but her heart worn in tatters, Longing for validation, but all that matters Is the hollow ache of love unreturned, A flame once bright, now dimly burned.

She shed her skin to fit his desire, But lost herself in the devouring fire, For love cannot be shaped by weight or size, True connection lies beyond disguise.

Her beauty lies not in matching a mold, But in the fullness of her heart, untold, She is more than a reflection in his eyes, Each stretch mark a testament to the strength she hides.

Let go of the chains of his fleeting affection, Embrace yourself with unwavering devotion, For true beauty shines from within, And love will find you as you begin.

In the shadows where love's whispers fade, I stand alone, in unrequited shades, My heart a canvas, painted in hues of yearning, For a love that will forever remain returning.

I offer my heart on a platter, open and bare, Craving a touch that is never there, Like a rose reaching for the distant sun, I bloom in a love that will never come.

I am but a poet, writing my unspoken verse, In the silence, where unrequited love is rehearsed, Every heartbeat a symphony of longing, For a soul that will forever be unknowing.

Yet in this abyss of unreturned affection, I find a beauty in my own reflection, For love, in all its complexities and pains, Stirs the soul and breaks the chains.

So I embrace the ache, the bittersweet sorrow, For in loving you, I have found my own tomorrow, A portrait of love, painted in shades of blue, For even in rejection, my heart beats true.

In the depths of despair, I feel deprived,Trapped in darkness, as if buried alive,Each breath a struggle, each heartbeat a cry,In this tomb of sorrow, where dreams go awry.

Lost in the silence, my soul starts to wither,As hope fades away, like a flame untethered,Buried beneath the weight of regret and fear,I yearn to break free, to shed a joyful tear.

But even in darkness, a flicker of light,Guides my spirit, through the endless night,I rise from the ashes, reborn and revived,No longer buried alive, but finally alive.

In the echoes of emptiness, I reside,A hollow vessel, feeling dead inside,With every breath, a silent scream,Lost in the void of a broken dream.

My skin a mask, a lifeless shell,Carrying a heart that knows only to dwell,In the depths of despair, where shadows roam,I wander aimlessly in a world unknown.

Like a ghost in the mist, I drift and fade,Invisible to the world, where I have strayed,Feeling dead outside, and dead within,A living corpse, marred by sin.

Yet in the darkness, a glimmer of light,A spark of hope, shining bright,Reminds me that even in the depths of despair,There's a chance for me to repair.

So I begin to breathe, to feel alive,To shake off the chains of emptiness and strive,To awaken from this numbness, to finally be,Not dead inside and outside, but free.

In the night, a dagger sharp,Pierces through my wounded heart,Each stab a searing pain so deep,As crimson tears silently weep.

Betrayed by love, my spirit bleeds,As knives of sorrow plant their seeds,Each cut a reminder of the scars,Etched upon my broken heart's bars.

In the shadows, I quietly mourn,For a love lost, a soul torn,The ache of blades, relentless and cruel,Bleeding out in a heartbroken duel.

Yet in the crimson tide, a flicker of hope,A promise of healing, a way to cope,With each knife that pierces through,I find strength in scars, a spirit anew.

For wounds may heal, and pain may fade,But the lessons learned, in darkness made,Will guide me forward, through the night,A warrior of love, in the face of light.

In the depths of despair, a heavy weight,A noose of sorrow, sealing fate,The darkness whispers, a siren's call,To end the pain, to let it all fall.

Tangled in the web of doubt,A rope of shadows, tightly bound,Swaying gently in the night,A final act, out of sight.

The world fades, the air grows thin,As I stand on the edge, ready to begin,To let go of life's heavy chain,And release myself from this endless pain.

But in the silence, a voice cries out,A spark of hope, dispelling doubt,Reminding me of the light within,A reason to fight, a will to win.

So I untangle the noose, I loosen the grip,I choose to rise, from darkness to eclipse,For in the face of despair, a choice to live,To find strength in struggle, and solace to give.

Though the shadows may linger, the night may be long,I choose to endure, to rise up strong,To face the demons, to seek the light,And banish the darkness with all my might.

In the depths of hell, a love so dark,A bond entwined, a forbidden spark,Lucifer's eyes, a fire so divine,Capturing my soul, a twisted design.

His touch, a seductive flame,Burning me alive, yet I crave the pain,A dance of shadows, a sinful waltz,In the embrace of darkness, my heart exalts.

The fallen angel, his whispers sweet,Promises of power, secrets to keep,I surrender to his captivating allure,Lost in a love that's pure impure.

In the heart of evil, a twisted bliss,A union forged in a devil's kiss,Yet deep within, a flicker of doubt,Can love redeem what hell's about?

For in the depths of darkness, a glimmer of light,A chance for salvation, a way to fight,To love the demon, to show him grace,Perhaps in love, we'll find our place.

So I embrace the darkness, I embrace the fear,In the arms of Lucifer, I draw near,For love knows no bounds, no sin too great,In the heart of darkness, we'll find our fate.

In the depths of hell, a love so dark,A bond entwined, a forbidden spark,Lucifer's eyes, a fire so divine,Capturing my soul, a twisted design.

His touch, a seductive flame,Burning me alive, yet I crave the pain,A dance of shadows, a sinful waltz,In the embrace of darkness, my heart exalts.

The fallen angel, his whispers sweet,Promises of power, secrets to keep,I surrender to his captivating allure,Lost in a love that's pure impure.

In the heart of evil, a twisted bliss,A union forged in a devil's kiss,Yet deep within, a flicker of doubt,Can love redeem what hell's about?

For in the depths of darkness, a glimmer of light,A chance for salvation, a way to fight,To love the demon, to show him grace,Perhaps in love, we'll find our place.

So I embrace the darkness, I embrace the fear,In the arms of Lucifer, I draw near,For love knows no bounds, no sin too great,In the heart of darkness, we'll find our fate.

In the dead of night, beneath the pale moon’s glow,I chant the words that summon demons below,Whispers in the darkness, a forbidden rhyme,Calling forth spirits from the depths of time.

With candles flickering, casting shadows deep,I beckon the demons from their hidden keep,Their eyes ablaze with malevolent fire,A presence so dark, a burning desire.

The air grows heavy, with a sense of dread,As the demons rise from the realms of the dead,Their voices a chorus of unsettling song,In the circle of power where I belong.

I offer my soul as a willing sacrifice,To dance with demons, to pay the price,For knowledge and power beyond mortal ken,To walk with darkness, to forsake my sin.

But as the demons draw near, their power unfurled,I feel a tremor in my soul, a warning twirl,For in the midst of chaos, a flicker of light,A chance for redemption, a way to fight.

I banish the demons with a word of might,Breaking the circle, dispelling the night,For in the face of evil, I choose the light,And walk away from the demons' blight.

In the pages of a haunting tale,Where love and loss so deeply prevail,Zade Medows, a figure so divine,A love that transcends both space and time.

In the shadows of Adeline’s despair,Zade emerges, a breath of fresh air,His touch a balm to Adeline’s soul,A love that mends what once was whole.

Through trials and tribulations, they endure,Their bond unbreakable, their love pure,In the midst of darkness, Zade’s light shines bright,Guiding Adeline through the darkest night.

With words that soothe and actions kind,Zade Medows, a love so refined,A heart so pure, a spirit true,A love that blooms like morning dew.

In the world of fiction, their love takes flight,A love story that ignites the night,Zade Medows, a love so deep,A love story that will forever keep.

In the realm of dreams, where fantasies reside,I let my heart wander, no longer able to hide,For in the world of fiction, my crush does dwell,A character so perfect, in whom I find a spell.

With words that leap off the page, like sparks that fly,I find myself drawn, unable to deny,The pull of a love that’s pure and true,Even though my crush is but a literary hue.

I close my eyes and imagine their face,A smile that captivates, a presence filled with grace,In my mind, they're everything I desire,A figment of imagination that sets my soul on fire.

Though they may be fictional, just a creation of ink,In my heart, their essence is more than mere kink,For they ignite a passion, a longing so deep,A love that makes my soul weep.

So I let myself fall, into the arms of make-believe,Where my crush resides, where I can freely grieve,For in the world of fiction, my heart finds solace,Even if my crush is nothing but an imagined promise.

Gather 'round, all you broken souls,Where sadness and sorrow take their tolls,In the confines of a pity party we dwell,Where tears and fears paint a melancholy spell.

Melanie Martinez's words, a haunting melody,Echoing in the chambers of our misery,A symphony of heartache, a chorus of pain,In this pity party, we all are insane.

We dance to the rhythm of our own despair,As we drown in a sea of emotions laid bare,Each guest in attendance, a shattered dream,A mosaic of brokenness, or so it may seem.

But in this gathering of the wounded and lost,We find a connection that comes at no cost,For in our shared sorrow, we become whole,No longer trapped in the depths of our soul.

So raise your glass to this pity party of ours,Where we wear our scars like delicate flowers,In the darkness, we find a glimmer of light,A beacon of hope in the dead of night.

As the death of the liver comes to play.

A symphony of suffering, a dirge of pain, In the depths of darkness where hope wanes, The liver cries out in silent screams, A warning of the price paid for broken dreams.

In the dead of night, when shadows creep,And the world falls silent in a restless sleep,Eyes wide open, yet all they see,Are black entities, beckoning to be free.

Whispers in the darkness, voices unknown,A presence felt, but never shown,Visions of black, a void so deep,In the stillness of night, their secrets keep.

Like phantoms in the mist, they drift,Across the threshold, a chilling rift,Ethereal beings, dark and elusive,In their wake, a sense of dread, all-inclusive.

Do they come from realms beyond our sight?Or are they figments of a troubled mind's plight?Black entities, embodiments of fear,Their presence lingers, oh so near.

In the shadows, they dance and sway,A macabre ballet in the shadows' sway,What do they seek, what do they desire?In the veil of darkness, they conspire.

So when you see the black entities roam,Know that you're not alone in the unknown,For in the depths of night, they may appear,A chilling reminder that the unknown is always near.

In the hollowed depths of my soul, a void resides,An emptiness that cuts through me like a knife,A gaping chasm, a vacuum of despair,Leaving me adrift in a sea of air.

Feelings of loneliness, echoes of silence,Numbness fills me, a muted compliance,A hollow shell, devoid of emotion,Lost in the emptiness, adrift in the commotion.

Words fail me, thoughts dissipate,A vacant stare, a heart desolate,I search for meaning in this void,But find only emptiness, left devoid.

In the stillness of the night, I confront my plight,A soul adrift, lost in the endless night,Yearning for connection, for a spark to ignite,To fill the emptiness, to make it right.

Yet in the emptiness, a lesson learned,To find oneself in the void, the bridges burned,For in the emptiness, we find our truth,A chance to rebuild, a chance to soothe.

So I embrace the emptiness, the void within,For in the stillness, a new journey begins,To fill the void with love and light,And banish the emptiness, embracing the night.

In the hollowed depths of my soul, a void resides,An emptiness that cuts through me like a knife,A gaping chasm, a vacuum of despair,Leaving me adrift in a sea of air.

Feelings of loneliness, echoes of silence,Numbness fills me, a muted compliance,A hollow shell, devoid of emotion,Lost in the emptiness, adrift in the commotion.

Words fail me, thoughts dissipate,A vacant stare, a heart desolate,I search for meaning in this void,But find only emptiness, left devoid.

In the stillness of the night, I confront my plight,A soul adrift, lost in the endless night,Yearning for connection, for a spark to ignite,To fill the emptiness, to make it right.

Yet in the emptiness, a lesson learned,To find oneself in the void, the bridges burned,For in the emptiness, we find our truth,A chance to rebuild, a chance to soothe.

So I embrace the emptiness, the void within,For in the stillness, a new journey begins,To fill the void with love and light,And banish the emptiness, embracing the night.

Love knows no boundaries, no limits, no end,Even when rejected, my heart still sendsAching waves of affection, of undying devotion,To the one who ignited in me this mighty emotion.

Though you turned me away, said no to my love,I still hold you in my thoughts, in the stars above,For love knows no logic, no reason, no rhyme,It transcends rejection, stands the test of time.

My heart remains open, despite the pain,Keeps beating for you, like a relentless rain,For love is a force that cannot be quelled,Even when rejected, my heart is compelled.

To love you from afar, in the still of the night,To cherish the memories, to hold them tight,To wish you happiness, though not by my side,For my love for you will forever abide.

So though rejected, my love still burns bright,A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light,For in loving you, I find my strength,Even in rejection, love goes to great lengths.

In the wake of tragedy, my heart bleeds,For the man I loved, who succumbed to his needs,His pain too deep, his demons too strong,He left this world, his life now gone.

But I carry his memory, his laughter, his smile,In the corners of my heart, in every mile,For his love was a beacon, a guiding light,Even in the darkness, even in the night.

I mourn his loss, his absence, his demise,Yet his love lingers, like a sweet reprise,I hold onto his essence, his spirit, his grace,In the quiet moments, in the empty space.

Though he chose to leave, to end his pain,In my heart, his love will forever reign,For in loving him, I found my truth,Even in death, our love is the proof.

So I carry his memory, his love, his name,In the depths of my heart, in the eternal flame,For his love transcends, beyond this life,In the face of tragedy, his love cuts like a knife.

In the shadows of my mind, a darkness stirs,Whispers of doubt, of pain, of fears,As memories of past battles flood my soul,I feel the grip of an old demon take hold.

The cycle repeats, the thoughts begin,Of purging, of numbing, of letting sinCreep back into my life, like a silent thief,Threatening to rob me of my belief.

In the depths of despair, I feel the pull,To revisit old habits, to hide, to cullThe pain that lingers, that haunts my days,In the mirror's reflection, in the silent gaze.

But I refuse to surrender, to fall back down,To the depths of darkness, where sorrows drown,For I am stronger now, I have the power,To face my demons, to bloom like a flower.

I will not let the past define my future,I will rise above, I will nurtureThe love within me, the strength I possess,To conquer my demons, to find my true rest.

So I stand tall, I face the storm,I will not let old whispers deformThe person I've become, the light I shine,In the face of darkness, my spirit will align.

In the quest for love, I wither away,Starving for affection, in a desperate fray,Hoping to fit into a mold, a shape not mine,For the approval of a guy, so divine.

I shrink, I fade, I lose my spark,In the pursuit of love, I embark,On a self-destructive path, a dangerous game,Trading my worth for a fleeting flame.

I sacrifice my wellbeing, my health, my soul,In exchange for validation, for a shallow goal,But in the emptiness, in the hollow ache,I realize the mistake I make.

For true love does not demand my sacrifice,It does not require me to pay the price,Of losing myself, my essence, my light,In order to be deemed worthy in his sight.

I am more than a number on a scale,I am more than the shape of my frame,I am a soul, a spirit, a force to reckon,And I will not let myself be broken.

So I choose to nourish, to love, to thrive,To reject the lies of what it means to be alive,I am worthy of love, just as I am,And I will not starve myself for a fleeting gram.

In the shadows of my heart, a love still lingers,For a man so toxic, so ugly, yet my heart he triggers,I cling to the memories, the moments shared,Blind to the warning signs, the truth bared.

He pushes me away, tells me to leave,Yet I can't help but grieve,For the love that once bloomed, now tainted,By his toxicity, by the love he painted.

I give and give, hoping to change his ways,Ignoring the pain, the hurt, the frays,But deep down I know, I must let go,Of a love that only brings me woe.

For loving someone toxic is a poison,That slowly erodes, leaving me frozen,In a cycle of despair, of unrequited love,An endless dance, in which I'm unwoven.

But I choose to break free, to find my worth,To release myself from this toxic berth,I deserve love that lifts me up, not drags me down,I deserve more than a toxic crown.

So I walk away, with tears in my eyes,Knowing that true love never lies,In the arms of someone who brings me pain,I choose to love myself, to break the chain.

In the echoes of my heart, I harbored a secret,For my boy best friend, my feelings, so sweet,I mustered up the courage, laid my heart bare,But his rejection, a wound I can't repair.

Laughing, crying, feeling like I'm dying inside,The pain of unrequited love, a rollercoaster ride,I stand before him, vulnerable and exposed,But his words, like arrows, leave me enclosed.

I thought our bond was strong, unbreakable,But now I see, it was fleeting, unreliable,I laugh to cover the pain, the ache in my chest,I cry for what could have been, for the love unexpressed.

In the midst of my anguish, a glimmer of hope,That I'll heal, I'll cope, I'll learn to elope,From the grip of unrequited love, of shattered dreams,To embrace the truth, no matter how extreme.

So I laugh through the tears, embrace the pain,For in the depths of rejection

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In the mirror, she sees her flaws so clear, Hoping perfection will draw him near, Counting calories, her body a cage, Yearning for love, trapped in her own stage.

Dressed in silk, but her heart worn in tatters, Longing for validation, but all that matters Is the hollow ache of love unreturned, A flame once bright, now dimly burned.

She shed her skin to fit his desire, But lost herself in the devouring fire, For love cannot be shaped by weight or size, True connection lies beyond disguise.

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Let go of the chains of his fleeting affection, Embrace yourself with unwavering devotion, For true beauty shines from within, And love will find you as you begin.

In the shadows where love's whispers fade, I stand alone, in unrequited shades, My heart a canvas, painted in hues of yearning, For a love that will forever remain returning.

I offer my heart on a platter, open and bare, Craving a touch that is never there, Like a rose reaching for the distant sun, I bloom in a love that will never come.

I am but a poet, writing my unspoken verse, In the silence, where unrequited love is rehearsed, Every heartbeat a symphony of longing, For a soul that will forever be unknowing.

Yet in this abyss of unreturned affection, I find a beauty in my own reflection, For love, in all its complexities and pains, Stirs the soul and breaks the chains.

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In the depths of despair, I feel deprived, Trapped in darkness, as if buried alive, Each breath a struggle, each heartbeat a cry, In this tomb of sorrow, where dreams go awry.

Lost in the silence, my soul starts to wither, As hope fades away, like a flame untethered, Buried beneath the weight of regret and fear, I yearn to break free, to shed a joyful tear.

But even in darkness, a flicker of light, Guides my spirit, through the endless night, I rise from the ashes, reborn and revived, No longer buried alive, but finally alive.

In the echoes of emptiness, I reside, A hollow vessel, feeling dead inside, With every breath, a silent scream, Lost in the void of a broken dream.

My skin a mask, a lifeless shell, Carrying a heart that knows only to dwell, In the depths of despair, where shadows roam, I wander aimlessly in a world unknown.

Like a ghost in the mist, I drift and fade, Invisible to the world, where I have strayed, Feeling dead outside, and dead within, A living corpse, marred by sin.

Yet in the darkness, a glimmer of light, A spark of hope, shining bright, Reminds me that even in the depths of despair, There's a chance for me to repair.

So I begin to breathe, to feel alive, To shake off the chains of emptiness and strive, To awaken from this numbness, to finally be, Not dead inside and outside, but free.

In the night, a dagger sharp, Pierces through my wounded heart, Each stab a searing pain so deep, As crimson tears silently weep.

Betrayed by love, my spirit bleeds, As knives of sorrow plant their seeds, Each cut a reminder of the scars, Etched upon my broken heart's bars.

In the shadows, I quietly mourn, For a love lost, a soul torn, The ache of blades, relentless and cruel, Bleeding out in a heartbroken duel.

Yet in the crimson tide, a flicker of hope, A promise of healing, a way to cope, With each knife that pierces through, I find strength in scars, a spirit anew.

For wounds may heal, and pain may fade, But the lessons learned, in darkness made, Will guide me forward, through the night, A warrior of love, in the face of light.

In the depths of despair, a heavy weight, A noose of sorrow, sealing fate, The darkness whispers, a siren's call, To end the pain, to let it all fall.

Tangled in the web of doubt, A rope of shadows, tightly bound, Swaying gently in the night, A final act, out of sight.

The world fades, the air grows thin, As I stand on the edge, ready to begin, To let go of life's heavy chain, And release myself from this endless pain.

But in the silence, a voice cries out, A spark of hope, dispelling doubt, Reminding me of the light within, A reason to fight, a will to win.

So I untangle the noose, I loosen the grip, I choose to rise, from darkness to eclipse, For in the face of despair, a choice to live, To find strength in struggle, and solace to give.

Though the shadows may linger, the night may be long, I choose to endure, to rise up strong, To face the demons, to seek the light, And banish the darkness with all my might.

In the depths of hell, a love so dark, A bond entwined, a forbidden spark, Lucifer's eyes, a fire so divine, Capturing my soul, a twisted design.

His touch, a seductive flame, Burning me alive, yet I crave the pain, A dance of shadows, a sinful waltz, In the embrace of darkness, my heart exalts.

The fallen angel, his whispers sweet, Promises of power, secrets to keep, I surrender to his captivating allure, Lost in a love that's pure impure.

In the heart of evil, a twisted bliss, A union forged in a devil's kiss, Yet deep within, a flicker of doubt, Can love redeem what hell's about?

For in the depths of darkness, a glimmer of light, A chance for salvation, a way to fight, To love the demon, to show him grace, Perhaps in love, we'll find our place.

So I embrace the darkness, I embrace the fear, In the arms of Lucifer, I draw near, For love knows no bounds, no sin too great, In the heart of darkness, we'll find our fate.

In the dead of night, a whisper soft, Seven demons gather, their presence aloft, The temptation grows, the offer clear, A deal with the devils, nothing to fear.

Each demon speaks, a promise made, Wealth and power, a path well-paved, But the price is high, the cost severe, To dance with demons, to hold them dear.

Greed and lust, envy and pride, The seven sins, they cannot hide, A contract signed in blood and soul, A pact with demons, to take control.

But as the ink dries, as the deal is sealed, A creeping doubt, a heart revealed, For in the shadows, a flicker of light, A choice to make, a chance to fight.

To walk away from the demons' call, To defy their whispers, to stand tall, For in the face of darkness, a flicker of hope, A chance for redemption, a way to cope.

So I tear up the contract, I break the bond, In the face of evil, I choose to respond, With a heart of courage, a will to resist, To face the demons, and cease to exist.

In the dead of night, beneath the pale moon’s glow, I chant the words that summon demons below, Whispers in the darkness, a forbidden rhyme, Calling forth spirits from the depths of time.

With candles flickering, casting shadows deep, I beckon the demons from their hidden keep, Their eyes ablaze with malevolent fire, A presence so dark, a burning desire.

The air grows heavy, with a sense of dread, As the demons rise from the realms of the dead, Their voices a chorus of unsettling song, In the circle of power where I belong.

I offer my soul as a willing sacrifice, To dance with demons, to pay the price, For knowledge and power beyond mortal ken, To walk with darkness, to forsake my sin.

But as the demons draw near, their power unfurled, I feel a tremor in my soul, a warning twirl, For in the midst of chaos, a flicker of light, A chance for redemption, a way to fight.

I banish the demons with a word of might, Breaking the circle, dispelling the night, For in the face of evil, I choose the light, And walk away from the demons' blight.

In the pages of a haunting tale, Where love and loss so deeply prevail, Zade Medows, a figure so divine, A love that transcends both space and time.

In the shadows of Adeline’s despair, Zade emerges, a breath of fresh air, His touch a balm to Adeline’s soul, A love that mends what once was whole.

Through trials and tribulations, they endure, Their bond unbreakable, their love pure, In the midst of darkness, Zade’s light shines bright, Guiding Adeline through the darkest night.

With words that soothe and actions kind, Zade Medows, a love so refined, A heart so pure, a spirit true, A love that blooms like morning dew.

In the world of fiction, their love takes flight, A love story that ignites the night, Zade Medows, a love so deep, A love story that will forever keep.

In the realm of dreams, where fantasies reside, I let my heart wander, no longer able to hide, For in the world of fiction, my crush does dwell, A character so perfect, in whom I find a spell.

With words that leap off the page, like sparks that fly, I find myself drawn, unable to deny, The pull of a love that’s pure and true, Even though my crush is but a literary hue.

I close my eyes and imagine their face, A smile that captivates, a presence filled with grace, In my mind, they're everything I desire, A figment of imagination that sets my soul on fire.

Though they may be fictional, just a creation of ink, In my heart, their essence is more than mere kink, For they ignite a passion, a longing so deep, A love that makes my soul weep.

So I let myself fall, into the arms of make-believe, Where my crush resides, where I can freely grieve, For in the world of fiction, my heart finds solace, Even if my crush is nothing but an imagined promise.

Gather 'round, all you broken souls, Where sadness and sorrow take their tolls, In the confines of a pity party we dwell, Where tears and fears paint a melancholy spell.

Melanie Martinez's words, a haunting melody, Echoing in the chambers of our misery, A symphony of heartache, a chorus of pain, In this pity party, we all are insane.

We dance to the rhythm of our own despair, As we drown in a sea of emotions laid bare, Each guest in attendance, a shattered dream, A mosaic of brokenness, or so it may seem.

But in this gathering of the wounded and lost, We find a connection that comes at no cost, For in our shared sorrow, we become whole, No longer trapped in the depths of our soul.

So raise your glass to this pity party of ours, Where we wear our scars like delicate flowers, In the darkness, we find a glimmer of light, A beacon of hope in the dead of night.

As the death of the liver comes to play.

A symphony of suffering, a dirge of pain, In the depths of darkness where hope wanes, The liver cries out in silent screams, A warning of the price paid for broken dreams.

In the dead of night, when shadows creep, And the world falls silent in a restless sleep, Eyes wide open, yet all they see, Are black entities, beckoning to be free.

Whispers in the darkness, voices unknown, A presence felt, but never shown, Visions of black, a void so deep, In the stillness of night, their secrets keep.

Like phantoms in the mist, they drift, Across the threshold, a chilling rift, Ethereal beings, dark and elusive, In their wake, a sense of dread, all-inclusive.

Do they come from realms beyond our sight? Or are they figments of a troubled mind's plight? Black entities, embodiments of fear, Their presence lingers, oh so near.

In the shadows, they dance and sway, A macabre ballet in the shadows' sway, What do they seek, what do they desire? In the veil of darkness, they conspire.

So when you see the black entities roam, Know that you're not alone in the unknown, For in the depths of night, they may appear, A chilling reminder that the unknown is always near.

In the hollowed depths of my soul, a void resides, An emptiness that cuts through me like a knife, A gaping chasm, a vacuum of despair, Leaving me adrift in a sea of air.

Feelings of loneliness, echoes of silence, Numbness fills me, a muted compliance, A hollow shell, devoid of emotion, Lost in the emptiness, adrift in the commotion.

Words fail me, thoughts dissipate, A vacant stare, a heart desolate, I search for meaning in this void, But find only emptiness, left devoid.

In the stillness of the night, I confront my plight, A soul adrift, lost in the endless night, Yearning for connection, for a spark to ignite, To fill the emptiness, to make it right.

Yet in the emptiness, a lesson learned, To find oneself in the void, the bridges burned, For in the emptiness, we find our truth, A chance to rebuild, a chance to soothe.

So I embrace the emptiness, the void within, For in the stillness, a new journey begins, To fill the void with love and light, And banish the emptiness, embracing the night.

Rage courses through my veins, a fiery storm, For you, who broke my heart, left me forlorn, Twice you rejected me, cast me aside, Leaving me wounded, my heart denied.

Anger simmers, a boiling cauldron of pain, The sting of rejection, like acid rain, How dare you toy with my emotions, my trust, Leaving me broken, in the dust.

I spit venomous words, laced with spite, For the heart you shattered, for the tears I fight, You played with my feelings, like a heartless game, Leaving me scarred, bearing your shame.

But in my anger, I find my strength, To rise from the ashes, to go to great lengths, To heal my wounded heart, to find my worth, And leave behind the pain of your rejecting curse.

So listen, you who broke me twice, I will not be bound by your cold dice, I reclaim my power, my voice, my might, And in my anger, I find my light.

Love knows no boundaries, no limits, no end, Even when rejected, my heart still sends Aching waves of affection, of undying devotion, To the one who ignited in me this mighty emotion.

Though you turned me away, said no to my love, I still hold you in my thoughts, in the stars above, For love knows no logic, no reason, no rhyme, It transcends rejection, stands the test of time.

My heart remains open, despite the pain, Keeps beating for you, like a relentless rain, For love is a force that cannot be quelled, Even when rejected, my heart is compelled.

To love you from afar, in the still of the night, To cherish the memories, to hold them tight, To wish you happiness, though not by my side, For my love for you will forever abide.

So though rejected, my love still burns bright, A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light, For in loving you, I find my strength, Even in rejection, love goes to great lengths.

In the wake of tragedy, my heart bleeds, For the man I loved, who succumbed to his needs, His pain too deep, his demons too strong, He left this world, his life now gone.

But I carry his memory, his laughter, his smile, In the corners of my heart, in every mile, For his love was a beacon, a guiding light, Even in the darkness, even in the night.

I mourn his loss, his absence, his demise, Yet his love lingers, like a sweet reprise, I hold onto his essence, his spirit, his grace, In the quiet moments, in the empty space.

Though he chose to leave, to end his pain, In my heart, his love will forever reign, For in loving him, I found my truth, Even in death, our love is the proof.

So I carry his memory, his love, his name, In the depths of my heart, in the eternal flame, For his love transcends, beyond this life, In the face of tragedy, his love cuts like a knife.

In the shadows of my mind, a darkness stirs, Whispers of doubt, of pain, of fears, As memories of past battles flood my soul, I feel the grip of an old demon take hold.

The cycle repeats, the thoughts begin, Of purging, of numbing, of letting sin Creep back into my life, like a silent thief, Threatening to rob me of my belief.

In the depths of despair, I feel the pull, To revisit old habits, to hide, to cull The pain that lingers, that haunts my days, In the mirror's reflection, in the silent gaze.

But I refuse to surrender, to fall back down, To the depths of darkness, where sorrows drown, For I am stronger now, I have the power, To face my demons, to bloom like a flower.

I will not let the past define my future, I will rise above, I will nurture The love within me, the strength I possess, To conquer my demons, to find my true rest.

So I stand tall, I face the storm, I will not let old whispers deform The person I've become, the light I shine, In the face of darkness, my spirit will align.

In the quest for love, I wither away, Starving for affection, in a desperate fray, Hoping to fit into a mold, a shape not mine, For the approval of a guy, so divine.

I shrink, I fade, I lose my spark, In the pursuit of love, I embark, On a self-destructive path, a dangerous game, Trading my worth for a fleeting flame.

I sacrifice my wellbeing, my health, my soul, In exchange for validation, for a shallow goal, But in the emptiness, in the hollow ache, I realize the mistake I make.

For true love does not demand my sacrifice, It does not require me to pay the price, Of losing myself, my essence, my light, In order to be deemed worthy in his sight.

I am more than a number on a scale, I am more than the shape of my frame, I am a soul, a spirit, a force to reckon, And I will not let myself be broken.

So I choose to nourish, to love, to thrive, To reject the lies of what it means to be alive, I am worthy of love, just as I am, And I will not starve myself for a fleeting gram.

In the shadows of my heart, a love still lingers, For a man so toxic, so ugly, yet my heart he triggers, I cling to the memories, the moments shared, Blind to the warning signs, the truth bared.

He pushes me away, tells me to leave, Yet I can't help but grieve, For the love that once bloomed, now tainted, By his toxicity, by the love he painted.

I give and give, hoping to change his ways, Ignoring the pain, the hurt, the frays, But deep down I know, I must let go, Of a love that only brings me woe.

For loving someone toxic is a poison, That slowly erodes, leaving me frozen, In a cycle of despair, of unrequited love, An endless dance, in which I'm unwoven.

But I choose to break free, to find my worth, To release myself from this toxic berth, I deserve love that lifts me up, not drags me down, I deserve more than a toxic crown.

So I walk away, with tears in my eyes, Knowing that true love never lies,in the arms of someone who brings me pain

In the echoes of my heart, I harbored a secret, For my boy best friend, my feelings, so sweet, I mustered up the courage, laid my heart bare, But his rejection, a wound I can't repair.

Laughing, crying, feeling like I'm dying inside, The pain of unrequited love, a rollercoaster ride, I stand before him, vulnerable and exposed, But his words, like arrows, leave me enclosed.

I thought our bond was strong, unbreakable, But now I see, it was fleeting, unreliable, I laugh to cover the pain, the ache in my chest, I cry for what could have been, for the love unexpressed.

In the midst of my anguish, a glimmer of hope, That I'll heal, I'll cope, I'll learn to elope, From the grip of unrequited love, of shattered dreams, To embrace the truth, no matter how extreme.

So I laugh through the tears, embrace the pain, For in the depths of rejection, I'll find my gain, I'll learn to love myself, to let go and free, And in that liberation, I'll find the key.

Oh Cardan, Prince of Shadows and Deceit, In your eyes, I see both love and conceit, A dance of power, a game of thrones, In your hands, I feel my heart groan.

Your cruel words cut deeper than a blade, Yet in your arms, I find my heart swayed, A love so forbidden, it consumes my soul, I yearn for you, to make me whole.

But beneath your cold exterior, I see, A heart that longs to be set free, From the chains of duty, of expectation, To embrace a love without reservation.

For you are the Prince of Shadows, of cunning, And I, a mortal girl, forever running, From a love that threatens to consume, My very essence, my heart's own fume.

On nights of the blue moon's haunting glow,I see his ghost, in whispers low,A specter of the past, a shadow of my heart,His presence a bittersweet work of art.

In the moon's ethereal light, he appears,A ghostly figure, invoking tears,Memories flood back, of love and pain,In the stillness of night, his presence reigns.

Under the blue moon's enchanting spell,I feel his essence, like a tolling bell,A reminder of a love lost in time,A love that once felt so sublime.

But as the moon wanes and daylight breaks,His ghost fades, leaving in its wake,A sense of longing, a yearning deep,For a love that promises to keep.

So on nights of the blue moon's captivating hue,I wait for his ghost, a love renewed,Hoping to catch a glimpse, a fleeting glance,Of the man I loved in a past romance.

(you did well,jonghie)

❤

[Pall sits up on the bench and snaps their fingers to get Rogg's attention. Rogg is attent for a moment.]

Pall: I consider myself a hopeless addict, a beggar, a base, a bastard. Maybe sometimes my opinion diverges quite heavily from the standard base of standard thought, those thoughts and emotions which are carried and felt by the average advantage in their pretty little middle-class homes, but none for I, for I, I in my shabby cloak and quite different approach, I only long to be normal like them. My longing causes issues in the liver, but I refuse help. It’s not that I don’t believe in medicine, I just can’t be bothered. When I awake in mornings, it isn't from a sleep. I can't sleep. I used to try to sleep, but now I don't sleep any longer. I have gone so far in this life and yet I still don't know how to sleep even one night. Take it one day at a time they told me. People who fail cannot adapt to our simple principles they told me. They tell me I am hyper-fixated on myself. And maybe I am. But that is okay, for what I consider myself. I consider myself a scum, a rat, a leech. Self-hatred has kept me intelligent. It has kept me awake in life, and alive in living. But I must be alone: Pall must stay away from all of you normal people I will ruin everyone I love. I have read Shakespeare, Dante and Milton. I am a prostitute, and I am a scholar.

[Rogg loses interest, Pall snaps fingers, regains interest.]

Pall: But what is of me? I am all interest in you, you little creature over there. Do you sleep also? Your eyes look like they close for long hours, they are young and lineless. You could write a song on those eyelids. But what's the use? Everything is doomed to come to dust after all, so maybe the poem could end with dust too. All these great summations of beauty and virgin colours given out in dust. And all the emotions too-

[Rogg loses interest, Pall snaps fingers, regains some interest.]

Pall: And all of the emotions too, all of your happiness and lightness and pure bliss, all will come to dust after long, all ends in death, we all know that, and what can you say to counter that? That more love is the answer? No! I consider love the unevolved state of pure hate and sadness. Death is the evolved structure of life. Death...

[Rogg loses interest, Pall snaps fingers, regains a little interest.]

Pall: Because living and being defeated, what does that, what does it even matter,

[Rogg loses interest, Pall snaps fingers, regains a little interest.]

Pall: What matter what it means-

[Rogg loses interest, this time Pall takes no notice.]

Pall: What matter what it all means for your mind to lose track with my mind, because in the end, when all is said and all is done, you can never truly know me, can never truly know how I am all of myself in every impact all the way compact, you will never know, so here I am. I consider myself all that I have said and none of it. I am dust. Dust! Dried dust in a grave. I am silence and the faint echo left behind after I have died long in the future tense! I am nothing.

[Pall ceases talking, falls to musing something. Rogg perks up.]

​​​​​​​Rogg: At last!

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

I follow gods of intangibility

I follow gods of full equality

The kind of equality that can’t be denied

The kind of love that all can know, none can hide

I follow gods who the rich see as fools

I follow gods who tell us we’re not tools

I follow gods who love unconditionally

Who say all of us do deserve to be

Given life, love, and given dignity

All of us part of one full family

———

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

May the dawn always rise so bloody

May my blood flow to this earth freely

May my torch-light heartbeat show me

May I learn to not be so cowardly

I follow gods of constant teaching

I follow gods that help me be growing

I follow gods that bring justice to us

I follow gods that I don’t fully understand

May the fire consume my body

May my blood flow set my soul free

May I fight for true full equality

May I fight for all love that must be

———

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

Love is infinite, love is one

Love it pulls me right into the sun

Love transforms me in every way

I will fight for a brand new day

May the love transform all of you as well

May the forces of greed go to hell

May we learn how to fight for each other

As siblings, as sisters and as brothers

We are all siblings, sisters and brothers

———

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

May I follow the heart I so love

May the flood rain down from up above

May these words of mine find a true home

Where forever the great beasts will roam

The beasts and birds and the fish and the plants

The rivers, oceans, lakes, skies and the lands

May it all be safe, may it be saved

May none of us be treated as slaves

———

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

Thank you Forest for all that you taught me

Thank you river, and the sky so starry

Thank you mountains, and marsh lands and prairies

Thank you Parent Earth, I feel your heartbeat

Thank you land below, thank you sky up above

Thank your worms in soil, the soil that I love

Thank you insects, and spiders and trees

Thank you centipedes, and thank you bees

Thank you mushrooms, and lichen and conks

Thank you beavers, and bears, deer and frogs

Thank you snakes, foxes and coyotes

Thank you starfish, and walrus, and the seas

Thank you bison, for you all may I care

Thank you heat and cold, always you’re there

Thank you sky above, clouds, moon and sun

Thank you rain storm, and snow storm and love

Thank you seasons that turn like a wheel

Thank you day and night for letting me feel

Thank you sunset, thank you sunrise

I would give all to help all of you rise

I will fight I swear it so true

I’ll fight for all of us, for each of you

Transform me into what you need

May all the earth and the people be freed

———

I never asked you to claw your skin off and leave behind all the gods that you love

So why do you ask that of me?

I never asked you to keep on living when all around you the world is dying

So why do want that from me?

I never asked you to give up yourself

I never asked you to change all you are

So why do I have to not be myself

Why can’t I do what the gods made me for?

———

I am becoming, but I am not yet

During life, and after life, may I give my breath

May I give my breath and my blood and my bread

To all the people and all the nature that form the Godhead

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The Great Mother, Mother Earth

She gave me a blade

She bade me to use it to

Help love liberate

To help love to liberate

The children so pure

And teach all to do the same

On through the future

———

I gathered my people ‘round

And said we must fight

If they push we must push back

Until all’s alight

We can make a universe

Where The Mother wins

Where those who would slander Her

Find no place within

———

And we made a siblinghood

Of outlaws so kind

To fight for a better life

To help love unbind

To help love unbind the chains

To stand by hurt love

To water love’s sacred truth

That we must speak of

———

The struggle will still extend

Long after I die

My comrades who will be born

Like me, they will try

One day no child will be faced

With a destiny

That is cruel or is harsh

The Mother told me

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I feel like a dog being put down.

Anesthetize me, the old dog.

Take me on a walk.

Just take me on a walk.

I'm begging now. On my back,

Throat bared for you to rip open as you please. Jugulars spray painting the wall.

I dream of a life that isn't mine.

One of the young dogs, free.

Wildly playing and running.

No begging for walks to be had.

They know no fear of masters.

They intimidate and rule over, they are the hunters.

They relish in health and blood.

The old dog replays in my mind daily.

I am him, he is me.

I see myself in the weak dogs,

In the dogs awaiting euthanasia at the pound.

We've lived long but not long enough.

Loved but not loved enough.

I'm just an old dog.

Please, take me on a walk.

I am inherently fearful

A scared child in a woman's body

How does one grow up?

I have stayed the same since I was seven

Stagnant, but on the outside so deprived

As if I’ve never had a break

When all I have is time

But I never do anything with it,

And I don’t know why.

I should have completed my books by now

But I have written less than I did in high school

Oh how I hated high school

But now I’d give anything to go back

To have friends and correct the mistakes I made

Be less shy, talk more, to be loved

But I am nothing but myself

And I do not know how to change

A horrendous bug lurking

Somebody squish me

Trap me in a cup and let me loose

"The Smiling Tree"

It stood silent for years, not a word.

Blooming new leaves every year for centuries.

With a simple smile under an old knot of a nose.

With a simple smirk as it witnesses life before him.

Not his own, but so many others before him.

He remembers when he was young and small and he was surrounded by tall grass and large trees that he would one day be.

It grew and grew and once he remembers a tribe of Cherokee walked by him without as much of a glance.

Time went by and people started clearing out his brotheren and the tall grass that went for miles he stood tall and finally alone.

What reason, he'll never know why.

Time passed and more people soon came and built a house it was 1830 and soon a large family moved in.

They had birthdays and feasts and tears of one they lost.

Still, he stood with a smile on his long weathered trunk.

Life came and went and The Smiling Tree stood firm without breaking just swaying in the breeze and withstanding the greatest of storms.

People come and go out of the house and start new traditions and new tragedies that plagued the family of the time.

But one day, the families that lived there soon died off.

No one moved in, and the house was vacant and abandoned.

Year by year the paint on the once proud house fell off on the ground or just blew away.

Children came and broke the windows out wrote bad words on the walls and smashed the old pictures of the family that once lived there.

Nothing but the curtains blow out and wave out the windows and the sun fades their once vibrant colors.

No more laughter, no more tears just dead silence.

A once proud house, with what seems like a hundred generations of people.

No just an empty husk a weathered shell of its former self.

The only witness to the soap opera of the life that happened there

Was The Smiling Tree that stood outside.

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The fight is Like Life

When you lie you ain’t gonna survive

Till you make it right

The gorgeous flower plant in your mind will bloom like a paradise

When you speak of your Mind

Don’t rush till you see sunshine

To tell you about the compression of your life

Compassion will teach you how to fly even though you don’t have wings to fly

Remember me

When I’m no longer interested in finding the lonely paradise

To search the sunshines

You will be stronger by the time

To face the bright light like a life

Sexuality equal to Humanity

When no ones think about the lifeless

Prices will be increased till we see the mindset

Which will help to escape From the mindless

If you go seeking out the happiness

You might get know about the cross roads

It’s Will lead you to the wildness

Seen by the virtuousness

I got to know about the righteous

Greatness will be meaningless

If Can’t help the helpless

Helpless will seek out the solutions

To come out from the population

Consumption won’t be enough till realize the imagination

What can do the generation

If we could destroy the pollution

Which cave into our mind, since we are from the aggravation

Expectations will be vital

To the future population

To go ahead with the imagination

To win the Life by the acceleration

In order to find the hallucinations

You have to have the sensation

Get your feet from my mind

I gotta think

Think of the way

How I’m gonna escape

Escape from this uncertainties

Till I met the devil

I’ll search throughout the universe

How I’m gonna survive

Till I see the stars to show me the road to heaven

Way down we go

As long as we able to see

We see the full of lies of reality to keep us on the ground to make the mistakes