The world gives you little when you want a lot. When you want little, it gives you more than you can imagine. When you want to be left alone it intrudes, and when you want to be recognized, it passes you by. It gives you hell ontop of hell or hell atop heaven. And then, it works slyly. Your emotions reverse right when all seems unbearable, and you find a person that changes the world for you. One that makes you forget. One that makes you love and heals your wounds. They blindfold you so that you can no longer see the unkindness in the world. You get used to this bliss all too quicky and readily, until one day the bliss peaks and the only way to go is down. They withdraw the blindfold, the love, the kindness, and you snap back into a reality that now seems unbearably dark. Your wounds split open once more and the pain envelopes you. Decaying inside, what was once passion, fades away. You are left as a small shadow of yourself. Dark against a white wall and yet seemingly invisible. Screams are silenced, dreams are forgotten, the heart is vacant. Perhaps one day... a passerby will take a look at the shadow upon the wall. Perhaps one day... someone will stop and mistake the dark hues for something beautiful. Perhaps one day... someone will want. One day... they will understand. They will save. As of now, I am the shadow on the wall. I was invisible, I was pained. And yet...someone stopped. They stopped for me. They stopped to love, to understand. They stopped. And I, a shadow, foolish in my ways, vacant in my heart, made them walk on. Oh how I wish, I wish I could have gone. Oh how I wish I wasn`t pasted to this wall. Oh how I wish my heart worked right. I wish that I was wiser. Older. Kinder. I wish I could stop myself from making more dark shadows. Yes, I have made shadows. I am not proud. Proud would be terrible. Having pride for doing something terrible. The shadows, they are terrible. Shadows. Shadows that are pasted to the wall. They wait. They are vacant. Invisible, pained and cold. I want to walk on but I can`t. For this I am sorry. I am sorry for myself. I miss out. I am sorry. I want to walk with you. I want to. If only my heart... weren`t vacant. If only... if only... if only.... I want to walk with you. I`m sorry. I can`t make you stay. You can`t be a shadow. I won`t let you. I love you, I do. Don`t stay. I can`t let you. I`m sorry.
No title, dear.
Just a bit o` the sunshine.

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