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Portrait of Red

Pain is just another form of medication, feeding the demons that nest inside.
A temporary fix, a band aid per say, covering the secrets I am trying to hide.

I am like the right hand to the devil, with the ability to manipulate others thoughts and emotions.  Exploiting there fears, insecurities and dreams, I can flip in a split second, merely to show my complete and utter devotion.

My eyes and ears are magnified by ten, a gift to some but a burden to me.  I close my eyes to try and escape for a brief moment just to feel free.

Intrigued by the sharp edges of a blade, and the power that it contains.  Just a simple brush across my skin, paints a beautiful portrait of red, dripping like falling drops of rain.

I hurt myself on the outside to kill the evil that lives within.  I'ts relief flowing through my veins, with a rush of instant gratification to make me grin.

The truth to any story always has an open window, it will sneak it's way through.  The eyes can be read like a paper back novel, every word, every image, a tragedy but true.

I'm always aware of my situation and my surroundings, even though it appears I am not paying attention.  I see all, I hear all, studying anyone and everyone requires my full concentration.

Fantasying about death and the peace it brings, oddly is what makes me smile.  To finally put an end to my journey in hell, only keeps me in denial.

Overwhelmed with exhaustion at the end of everyday, I lay my head to rest.  I think to myself that maybe someday, I will finally pass life's test.

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Broke Me Down

Something has apprehended me,
I'm intimidated by what I fear.
Petrified of loosing control of me personally,
I couldn't fathom my life to disappear.

The sadness is breaking me down inside,
one blow at a time!
Loosing sight of what is important to me,
maybe that's a sign.

So many thoughts are running though my head,
I can't piece the words together.
Formerly, there used to be direction in my life,
I can't comprehend it, there's nothing left to savor.

Wishing that I could recognize 
and effortlessly adore life's simple treasures.
Numerous memories to visualize, just one more time,
to seize life's unique pleasures.

Am I walking around in circles?
bolting from the pain.
I can't decipher through the debris in my head,
am I insane?

Shrieking out internally,
loosing track if what is real.
My mind is gradually deteriorating, I see it drifting away,
terror is entirely what I feel.

Wishing that I could recognize  
and effortlessly adore life's simple treasures.
Numerous memories to visualize, just one more time,
to seize life's unique pleasures.

Lying alone, locked up inside myself,
tears flow from my blood shot eyes.
The screams restricted within are driving me insane,
Who the hell am I?

What has happened to me? Somewhere along life's road,
I have relinquished all control.
Everything has spun out, like squealing tires in the night,
taking possession of my soul.

I'm slipping further into the darkness
and my surroundings are terrible cold.
Screaming to a crowd without a voice to carry my words,
a fear that my heart molds.

Wishing that I could recognize 
and effortlessly adore life's simple treasures.
Numerous memories to visualize, just one more time,
to seize life's unique pleasures.

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His Special Ability

Experiencing many different emotions, it is shocking to my soul.  Such an intense attraction drawing me in, surprising I am complete as a whole.

Finally full and complete within, a satisfation I've never experienced before. Finally someone able to find the hidden key, the only key that can unlock my safty door.

Gratified in every way possible, he has broken through the barrier I've been hiding behind for years.  Complete in life and in love, finally able to let go of all my fears.

With a smile on my face and happiness in my heart, my dream has come true.  He is my definition of perfect, from day one, my heart and head just knew.

He leads me through many exciting adventures, packed full of pleasant surprises.  Everyday he gives me something new, the intensity level constantly rises.

As the relationship continues, the emotions get more intense.  Surprising me every chance he gets, my suspense level balances on the fence.

It hit me like a tons of bricks, how fast I needed what he had to offer.  His eyes, his touch, his love and charm, made me a little softer.

Everyday I look forward to where this will lead, but I am excited as a couple what we have become.  Enjoying every moment as it's our very first, my heart constantly beats like a drum.

We have been through many trials and tribulations, with every memory I keep on replay.  DeShane, you are the one meant for me, in my mind, in my heart and in my soul, is where I want you to stay!

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A Tangled Web

Nearly empty inside, my life fading fast,which direction should I take.  Starring blankly at the T in the road, an important decision I need to make.

Sinking fast in an empty sea, scrambling to stay alive.  Struggling just to stay a float, loosing the will I need to survive.

Paralyzed in fear, afraid of moving ahead, leading a life of disappointments and defeat.  Locked down in chains, nowhere to go, caught in a tangled wed of deceit.

With a soul that's damaged beyond repair, displaying every intimate and personal detail.  There's humiliation learking around every corner I take, highlighting every moment I have failed.

Drowning under piles of secrets and lies, slowly suffocating with every breath I take.  Trapped behind the burning flames of hell, it's a gamble with my life as the stakes.

All of my stability and security stripped down, exposing every secret I tried to hide.  Running now on auto pilot, defensive mode my emotions I'll keep buried deep inside.

Where do I go from here, the damage can't be erased.  Reality sets in a little to hard, when it smacked me suddenly in the face.

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Boggled Down

Boggled down and dragging behind,
maybe I'm carrying around to much weight.
I would never ask but I am really in need of a helping hand,
vulnerable and helpless, two emotions I really hate.

My brain is always running in overdrive,
it's hard for me to keep things straight.
I can't concentrate and I lack the ability to stay focused,
I have a lot stacked up on my plate.

The pile just keeps getting bigger,
a little more and more each day.
As each day passes  it's all getting harder to hide,
I might as well place all of my business out on display.

Each morning when I wake up and every night before bed,
I ask the Lord above to grant me one prayer request.
Take away this mental madness, I don't want it anymore,
so I finally can put my mind to rest.

I don't understand why me, 
why did I get saddled with this horrible disease.
After talking with the Lord it was because I was strong enough,
to be able to handle whatever it turned out to be.

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A Willing Trade

I am unique, different and undesirably misunderstood,
honestly nobody could fully understand.
There are many layers that I hide behind,
in my shadow is where I stand.

Many assume they know the true depths of me
and the unfortunate troubles that I face.
No one could last a day in my shoes,
not with the horrible things I'm forced to retrace.

There's the physical, sexual and emotional abuse,
that I have endured over the years.
Countless, terrifying images that replay in my mind,
bringing me to tears.

I would gladly trade it all, 
even if it's only for a moments rest.
The thought of having a whole day of peace,
I'm willing to take the test.

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Betrayal and Deciept

Imagine the burden that she must carry,
weighing heavy within her soul.
Lost inside the maze of life
and robbed of all control.

Confused beyond recognition
and viewing herself damaged beyond repair.
Her eyes are lacking the light that brightens her spirit,
left with only darkness and despair.

Everyday her heart is filled with to much emotional pain,
stripping her right down to the core.
Exposing every detail she has wanted to hide,
every inch of her hit the floor.
 
Now publicly probed, poked and torn apart,
to ashamed to look in the mirror.
Replaying over and over the images of betrayal and deceit,
she has to face her biggest fear.

Stabbed in the back by the ones she trusted most
and then tossed away like a piece of trash.
Disregarded as though she never even mattered,
it hit her like  head on crash.

No premonition, no advanced notice, not even a warning,
just a slap across the face.
No explanation, not even a reason why,
just all alone and confused in such an awkward place.

She was found clinically crazy and mentally unstable,
with a profound misguided sense of deception.
Her world is now voices, visions, distrust and fear,
she is now considered the "exception."

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A Reality So True

A glimpse into and out of my mind,
look how messed up things really are.
What goes on, how I feel and how I'm going to react,
if I let it go to far.

Suffocating within,
my mind is slowly smothering inside.
I am held captive by own enforcer,
there's nowhere to run and hide.

Escape I can do, how I will never tell,
that will always remain a secret.
Steadily trapped as a prisoner in my own personal h*ll,
my own life I have grown to regret.

What's the final price to be paid,
so I can be released from these horrific chains.
Who's accountable for the h*ll I've been through, the damage is done,
along with the permanent scars that will always remain.

My body has been completely pumped full if poison
and I am traumatized down to the core.
Mentally I've been tortured, twisted and tied into knots,
a new day just adds to it a little bit more.

The images are to intense
and the nightmares are extreme.
My head is ticking, throbbing, it's going to explode,
it's going to bust out at the seams.

I live with this everyday of my life,
I don't foresee a sudden change.
Sadly enough, I've just accepted it for what it is,
that having a "normal" life is out of my range.