I stare at all the darkness in this world. Longing for you intensifies every emotion till I reach a point of nothingness with tendrils of sorrow leaking into everyone that comes too close.
So I isolate myself. Find comfort in the warmth of my own life. Cascading down my body, rippling on my skin, it feels so real. Feeding on different shades of joy as my own suffering becomes unbearable. The Devil rises in my throat, scratching, and trying to stake a claim on all that is left. Deathly pale, I can see a realm, a shadow of a world, that I once existed in. Resonating familiar noises of the hurricane that regularly makes its way through me.
-For Violet
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