Athazagoraphobia Girl - No. 7 "Dust"

By: Kitsune

You’re destroying me slowly,
Shredding the transient wings of my soul
A reverse metamorphosis.

Such beautiful, shimmering colors
Become dust you brush from your hands.

Agony steals the breath I need –
I cry soundlessly, endlessly in my heart
You’ll never know how I feel now.

Suspended in the moment,
Happiness is just a word I hear faintly
My delicate hold on sanity is slipping.

I know deep in my being:
These tears will never end
This wound will never heal
This nightmare is real
This is my reality.

Oh, please –
Can’t I just die?
You’re making me bleed.
Damage that can’t be seen
Is the worst.
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