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Why can’t I cry?

Dry tears shedding for my blind fears

A looming shadow swallowing everything in sight

Obscuring from me the bright daylight

that I’m drenched in.

In my throat, a box chained shut

My silent cries failing on these blind eyes

But how are the blind to see

What is only visible to me?

And so, this box of mine remains closed.

The smiles of the ones I love

So sweet and warm

Yet their light only makes it hurt more

Fearing that if they saw the creature

It may no longer be me that they saw.

In my dreams, eyes turn cold

And happiness grows old

As I have lain myself on a sacrificial alter

Placing the knives in their hands

Each one striking true

As the blades fall from their grasp

Landing on stone tiles with a shattering clang

One by one they leave the room

Finally tears come out as I am left alone

In my still snow white shirt.

And so, running in fear

From these creeping shadows

I cast myself a spell

A sweet dream where

I smile just as sweetly

And laugh harmoniously

Despite the fractures running through

My porcelain skin

These lurking shadows devour from the inside out.