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I am the one who hides in the night
To sneak inside your dreams
I am the one who will torture you
And delight at your frightened screams
Your fear of the dark
Is all because of me
I am evil personified
Who lives only to cause pain
You think you've blocked me out
And I break in yet again
Then I leave you broken
And return once you mend
I let you build a false security
Before I break down your pride
You think you've overcome me
But I'm always on your mind
You think you can be confident?
We both know that's a lie
I will soon take your life
We both know that it's true
Don't even try to fight me
I'm already in control of you
Resisting me is pointless
Because you will always lose
To sneak inside your dreams
I am the one who will torture you
And delight at your frightened screams
Your fear of the dark
Is all because of me
I am evil personified
Who lives only to cause pain
You think you've blocked me out
And I break in yet again
Then I leave you broken
And return once you mend
I let you build a false security
Before I break down your pride
You think you've overcome me
But I'm always on your mind
You think you can be confident?
We both know that's a lie
I will soon take your life
We both know that it's true
Don't even try to fight me
I'm already in control of you
Resisting me is pointless
Because you will always lose
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aggressive, you tell your therapist,
he's always been aggressive.
you detail the storms you weathered,
the verbal battering ram,
the hammer that kept falling until
the nail fell into place.
"he never hit me", you're quick to assure,
but you do speak, eventually,
about the threats, about the way he towered
over you, above you, through you,
the ways he threatened to hurt you &
the time you watched her fly into a wall.
but, but, but, but, but
you don't want to be unfair to him.
his demons are sharper-clawed,
bigger, scarier, more sadistic.
yours are a children'
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I guess we're all alone in our minds
Alone in our hearts, in our
Hidden sufferings and cesspool of
Pain and confusion and longing
I wish I know what I'm doing this for
What im inflicting these on us for
it hurts to know that you won't know me
and i won't be there for you anymore
I'm sorry
and I don't think my sorry is enough
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The midnight falls upon
The city, like a blanket
Of black & blue.
And to lift this strangeness
And coldness, I think quietly
Of you.
The warmer days of your smile,
The breath's ocean currents,
The kisses that came as
Fires, so lovely and strange
& sudden!
The nights of the stormy
Planets, when the atmosphere
Felt dense as an oven's,
Because we were together,
Flaming, foolishly loving!
And now we're physically
Separated, and maybe it is right,
But I still think of you
When the blanket, falls
In the form of the midnight.
(4/04/2015).
Y. Syskov.
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This is amazing.