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🖤 "The Quiet Things That Eat Me"

05:46 Jun 08 2025
Times Read: 17


I buried my heart where the sunlight won't go,
Beneath rotting soil where the cold things grow.
Not with a scream no, I swallowed that whole,
Choked down my sorrow like burning coal.

There’s a house in my mind with no windows or doors,
The floorboards whisper of forgotten wars.
Blood in the pipes, ghosts in the vents
This is the rent I pay for my innocence.

I wear my smile like a funeral mask,
Hide the razors in my laugh when strangers ask.
They say, "You seem strong, you’re doing okay."
But none of them stay when I wither away.

I once begged God, with cracked lips and bone,
To send me a light or leave me alone.
But the silence was louder than any reply,
So I learned how to kiss the idea of goodbye.

And I envy the stars,
Not because they shine
But because they burn quietly
And no one minds.

Sometimes I think I died long ago,
And all that remains is a shadow show.
I dance for the void, I sing for the dirt,
Bleed ink on the page, pretend it don’t hurt.

So if you read this and feel something stir,
Know I wrote this for you,
Not them
Her.
The ones who wander,
The ones who break,
The ones who smile
Just for survival's sake.

Don’t save me.
Don’t pray.
Just tell me I’m real
In your own dark way.


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