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all i come home to is darkness and lonelyness, what comes next i may not know, but if my saness is gone the i will write myself to death.
I'm not the one who is weird,They are just the ones who don't understand and because they don't understand they are allowed to live in happiness
The night groaned with cold The garden lights flickered nervously In their light the falling snow was dead white before the darkness ate it up.
We all want perfect lives, we never want to be alone
But sometimes life gets so lonely, we turn to people unknown
Desperate for affection, we accept what is shown
We fall into a pattern, we follow the norms
Until we become a mere quantity, a mass-produced clone
We are who we are, they say. But from the moment we could understand what's happening, we realize, people never want you to be yourself- they just want to see the self that they want to see.
Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise.
It's when loneliness burned down what was left of my soul, that I chose to hide in the shadows.
I was exhausted; with the two of us uncertain of our way, we halted on a plateau lonelier than desert paths.
“Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.”
I prefer the darkness. It makes it harder for me to look around and see just how alone I really am.