
Sad to say I prefer loneliness, solitude, and a bottomless bottle of my demons to find a cure to thy pain
A pain that dwells deep in thy soul like darkness in a cave with no light where the smallest sound can be heard from the past to the present
Sad to say this heals me for I came friends with solitude for he taught me how to hide my tears behind a mask
As well as loneliness for she taught me to hide the pain in my eyes
As for the bottle of demons who wash my body with the feeling of nothingness
And as for pain..
Who taught me to stay silent and use it to create a fire that will take ages to burn out


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