GrayValkyrie

I know you are reading this going down a dark tunnel reflective of you mind, getting lost in the black fog. I know you are reading this going through an endless cycle of dark times, trying to lie to yourself by saying everything's fine. I know you are reading this going insane, smashing glass inside of your head, getting beaten down by the words of your world. I know you are reading this going in and out of your cage, coming back into the light and fading by night. I know you are reading this while you smile with a cracked-in smile and gaze at this world through hollow eyes. I know you are reading this without fully understanding my words, bu

Cradled in the corner of a pitch black room Too empty to think, too empty to feel Too scared to cry, too scared to move Forever a falling star that's blazing out Forever scarred, you're crashing down Forever alone, surfing the sky for a new home Unable to find your "happy" place Unable to seek anything because you've given up on caring Unable to do anything, you just sit there Unable to breathe because for you there is no air Running and hiding from the present Running and hiding from the past Running away from the future right in front of you Running away from the laughs, the screams, the dying happiness Running towards a light that isn'

Every night is full of battles: Blissful dreams that turn into nightmares, Gentle hugs that turn out to be restraints, Sweet, loving kisses that morph into vicious fangs, Fingernails that stretch into menacing claws, Laughter that sounds like painful screaming, Smiles that fade into vacant stares, Soft, warm eyes that harden into glares, Words that mean nothing, but haunt you through your fears, Stones you can't feel, but have ripped you apart for years, Hands that should sooth, but they whip and strangle you, Feet that kick and stomp, that try to smash open your skull, Water that has no taste, but drips from your mouth like pale blood, Tears

From the depths we rise Half bitter from society's lies We rise like phoenixes from our ashes We rise like butterflies transformed into a new beauty We rise from our graves like vengeful zombies We rise and fall and rise again Like ocean tides in the beaming sunlight Like a breeze that relaxes the mind We rise Battered with negative perceptions And shunned for valuing our individuality Still we rise from the ashes of our forest fires Still we rise in the morning Seeing the greatness in ourselves and each other We rise from the dimmest caves And rise from the deepest depths Sometimes high, sometimes lost, and sometimes an even stronger person

Half male, half female Half gift, half curse Half loved, half hated Half desired, half abandoned Half angel, half demon Half animal, half machine Half hugged, half beaten Half screaming, half silenced Half drowning, half infecting Half breathing, half suffocating Half healed, half scarred for life Half living, half dying Half running, half hiding Half given, half taken Half gaining, half losing Half eaten, half thrown away Half expressive, half hidden Half accepted, half ignored Half broken, half fixed Half flawed, half perfect Half me, half nobody Half sane, half crazed Half hateful, half gentle Half friendly, half isolated Half alone, half