Never, Felt this, The way I had.

Always, Thought, This way was bad.

From, This, The way was up,

To, You, And now you fill my cup.

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I love you baby 🖤

Flowers awoke forever was never You were in my arms The past was over we were safe

My eyes slowly opening to catch the daylight My soul slowly closing, hiding in shadows My Heart slowly crumbling like dry leaves

Every day just the same Good Morning Good Night

But when am I supposed to live? School Work Duties Expectations

From the moment I open my eyes in the morning Awaking from my sweet little dreams Snatched from my peace Forced to awake in the reality A life I’ve never chosen

I have to perform I have to wear a mask But still it’s never enough Always good never the best Always helping never helped Always loving never loved Always admiring but never admired

Like I would live in the dark In deep spooky shadows Where no light finds a friend Untouched from warmth and stillness Far away from any peace and hope Snatched from life

I have to meet everyone’s expectations Even if that means I have to act like someone else Someone I don’t want to be But someone society expects

But still I have to be happy to live and be myself Even if that „me“ doesn’t exist anymore There’s just that made up version Just a little sketch Chaos Drawn and designed by everyone but me

I have to go to sleep with hope in my chest Even if, in reality, I never want to wake up again Just sink into my own invented world Far away from all the pain and hate Created by the people who truly fear it

Beneath the soil, in a tomb of roots, I slumbered in shadows, bound by boots Of earth and stone, of time and sleep, A secret kept in the cavern deep.

But then, a tremor—a whisper, a thread, A call through the darkness, a voice long dead. The stars leaned close, their lanterns alight, And pierced the veil of my endless night.

The sun, like a golden smith, struck fire, A forge for my heart, a furnace of desire. Each ray a hammer, each beam a song, Breaking the chains that held me wrong.

I felt the soil yield, the grip of the grave, As a sprout in the storm learns to be brave. My roots stretched wide, my leaves took flight, A fledgling caught in the arms of light.

The sky cracked open, a sapphire seam, And poured its wine on the lips of my dream. I drank it whole, that wild, sweet rain, Washing my spirit of fear and pain.

Now I stand, a tree, a flame, a tide, A river unbound, a truth untied. Awake, alive, no longer still— The world bends gently to my will.

For in the quiet, where death had reigned, I learned the art of life regained.

Eyes opened now, Left arm tingling, jeering The stifling issues I tried to sleep.

Under the covers still, Sweat yellowing the sheets, cowardly yellow, With my pillow beckoning:

'Some problems You cannot help To sleep.'

Forsaken pillow, you warmed brute; You molested my problems With cool, deceitful comfort.

Dare I say, waking now, You failed to console a napper. My sheets are yellow, my arms tingle, my legs sweat

And where are you now, forsaken pillow? 'Nap on me,' you say. Pulling me under, suffocating; naptime, surely.

Laid on your comfort and Laid on your 'sure'; laid on your lies: 'Well-rested, you'll be,' no more.

I feel hot, red marks Over my stomach and arm, Hieroglyphs of you, forsaken pillow;

I feel dampness Around the hairs on my legs, between the Toes, mocking you, forsaken pillow;

I feel throbs, up In my head, problems from before naptime prevail, you damned, forsaken pillow.

You tempt me, allure. A lust arises For naptime. But every time, forsaken pillow, You abuse me, use me, drench me, and drain me,

But naptime is good and well, For when I sleep at night, I forget what mockery you are, forsaken pillow.

I love you, forsaken pillow; I'll turn you around tonight and tomorrow, too, Wake up hot and cold—but it will do.

Even in my dreams, I can see. My interpretation is the key. Its not magic that I believe, It’s the Lord himself. He’s given me eyes to see for when, shut is the only way to open.

There’s something different about today The most beautiful thing just walked away The fear that filled her heart Was summoned away I only pray she stays this way

A touch was all it took For the thick fog to run away Maybe it came out of a book The colours that blinded the grey

One step at a time Towards the great horizon I wanted to leap and cross the line To be friends with the great Orion

When the fields stretched on endless The sun came along to keep it company They called the dancing flowers reckless A sweet melody woven with honey

The moon spoke of stories long past Of a glimpse of happiness devine Across the starlit sky so vast Complete it was, When the stars aligned

The morning sky shining through the morning. _ Trees, and plants breezing as the wind blows_ _ Like the coldest weather. The snow falling like sugar._ _ People dressed up warm and cozy like a bear drinking hot cocoa. _ _ People staying indoors from coldness._

The end (sorry for short writting)

I stumbled across my wrongs Their shapes were spiky, they crumbled Where shades mixed, they troubled

There is a pleasure I hate taking the measure I’d rather let you feature

I stumbled across my wrongs I was blind but happy, they babbled Ended sharing hands, a few troubled

We love doing what we want Isn’t it easy, to destroy it all? In this path, I hope I don’t fall

They mix with the dark People don’t want to see the light They rather listen to a blind describing the fight

I woke up I felt worked up I melted while I spit up

Everything I said Everything I did Everything I think

It was all a dream The forest path I dream The blind I meet

I close my eyes, I rather fight I came back, but it was light I hate not being right