The soul and the truth it hides

There is a sadness in a soul that only grows…one nobody truly knows..can they see the real me neath this stone wall…do they know how much pain I hide..because I found to survive in a world of pain one must pretend that nothings wrong…though they feel as if they wear chains…and they have no dreams left to claim for all their dreams have bled dry…what remains is the stain..the blemishes they cannot show…for expectation has crushed sanity alive…all that anger and that misery exceeds…Pushing them further and further..they want to run…like a wild thunder chasing the wind…they want to live…to taste the love they have given up …to not have to be perfect…to show flaws …to let all the agony flow until its gone before they disappear..shamed by all the voices who scold…

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About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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