Wishful Self
your eyes tell everyone more than you think
they tell them of your hardships and of your depressions
and you give them something to feel for
and every other freckle they see
draws them to a new puzzle inside of you,
giving them an intricate challenge to solve.
there’s an aching feeling you leave for others,
and it gives them a compulsion to venture inside of themselves
because they saw your craving to do so for yourself.
they see your lips relish not stealing that kiss
when you know you desired it so greatly,
so instead they see a hollowness in your cheeks,
but it’s never really questioned because to them
it means you’ve lived and you’ve had the effects
of life being greedy and taking some back from you,
but to them it signifies your strength instead of your weakness
all everyone chooses to see in you is the satisfying side
rather than the tormented or corrupt one.
my girl, you give people a feeling of ecstasy
and you leave them holding on to the bliss you had,
leaving them wishing they had your callused hand to hold.
you’re a euphoria to this sadistic race
that we call humanity
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