national anthem

LITTLE THINGS

Venom

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The color of Friday

have you ever found your favorite toy broken old cracked
When you know you just got it handed to you in a waking dream bleeding over memories
fractured spilling their inks mixing chaos in my brain deleing parts of me
 a mirror reflective
Who was I suppose to be
I loved me
But I can't remember a me I even began with
A trauma core rip up dolls broken toys all over the floor
Needles and knifes covered in play fake blood play doe house basement door locked with rusted bolted locks to depths unknown in halls never walked or known to earth the cries of a million screams come rushing out at me when time breaks and light stands still in the darkness we pay while the light to you appears we are the children of fractured mirrors with Salvia Spirits
Will I ever be
Feel alive
Smile ever again
Will I spring to life today
Be someone
I thought I could never be
Trauma core Trauma Scorn
My blood runs cold
I wish I was never born
I wish I I would have never gotten this old
Even tho I push to end our lives
I need your heart to keep devouring LIFE 
Have you ever found your favorite toy,
Broken, old, cracked under childhood's ploy?
Handed in a waking dream, bleeding ink so deep,
Over memories fractured, secrets we can't keep.
Spilling chaos in my brain, deleting who I was,
Mirror reflective, shattered selves in the buzz.
Who was I supposed to be? Alters whisper low,
I loved me once, but now the fragments show.
Traumacore rip-up, dolls strewn on the floor,
Needles and knives in play-fake blood and more.
Play-Doh house with basement doors locked tight,
Rusted bolts hiding halls in endless night.
Cries of a million screams when time stands still,
In darkness we pay, light's a bitter pill.
Children of fractured mirrors, Salvia spirits call,
DID shards and BPD waves, we rise and fall.
Growing up with it, shadows twist and bend,
Identities splinter, no beginning, no end.
Borders blur in rage, love turns to fear,
Abuse echoes silent, but the pain is clear.
Will I ever be whole, feel alive in the storm?
Smile through the chaos, find a stable form?
Spring to life today, someone I never knew,
Traumacore scorn, but we're breaking through.
Blood runs cold in veins of forgotten youth,
Wish I never aged, never faced the truth.
Even as the alters push to end the fight,
I need your heart to devour the night.
DID veils and BPD fires entwine,
In the mirror's crack, our selves align.
Memories bleed, inks mix in the void's embrace,
Who am I now? In this traumacore space.
Traumacore echoes, toys and selves askew,
Mirrors reflective under a fractured blue.
Will I ever be... alive... smile... spring anew...
DID and BPD, we'll devour the rue.

Trauma core Dirty Core

FDD1915 – Broken Transmission

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free

Mine

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