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She was a star
that shone so bright in the sky,
her light was breath-taking.

She was the most beautiful
right before she was gone
forever.

Her death was sudden,
and like a black hole
it destroyed everything around it.

When I was screaming for help,
You told me that I just needed to learn to swim.
When I started to sink,
You threw me a glance and told me to float.

Now that I’ve sunk,
You’re frantically looking for me
But you won’t find me in time
Because I would’ve drowned by then.

I could feel it
the weight of expectations
crushing me,
suffocating me;
It’s like I’m being buried alive.

At night,
My demons hold me close
and sing me haunting lullabies.
And I’ve become so comfortable
in their cold, dead embrace
that your vitality is too much for me.

A part of me dies
every time I ask for help,
and am ignored,
ridiculed
or belittled for asking for it.

And it discombobulates me greatly
when you ask me
why I never asked for help…

Her first name is Love
because it seems like she’s never running out of it;
Her capacity to love is so great that people can’t help but love her in return.

And her middle name is Anarchy
because she cannot be restrained by rules;
She was created to be wild and free.

But her last name is Poison
because despite her best efforts,
she seems to destroy everything;
And it seems that very few are immume to her poison.