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Worthless by Sistine25, literature
Literature
Worthless
In the world of darkness and Little hope. How can we even fathom carrying on? What justification do we have for even trying, when "Lifes a bitch and then we die" Can you prove to me its worth it? Can you show me something worth living for?
What is worth?
Come Undone by Sistine25, literature
Literature
Come Undone
I'm standing here grasping at something already long lost. How did I not see thos coming? Petty games played to hide what I cannot show. Foolishness nearing stupidity. Why is it we see sense too late? Missing oportunities to feel whole, losing sight of what we should hold dear. My life is like sand through my fingers, I watch it slip away. Mesmerised, unable to snap from my daze. Perhaps things would have been different if I could have. But its not and I only have myself to blame, I should have stopped the games, people should know better then to risk or chance. Life is too precious to waste on intrigues, in the end karma balances out your mi
Lost by Sistine25, literature
Literature
Lost
Because of me I lost it all. I couldnt help but play the games each with risks I chose to ignore. My vanity lead me to believe I was invincible, my stupidity let that happen. I was desired but I got cocky and now those who would have me walked and those with sickened motives stand. A shadow has been cast upon my once glistening world. My own utopia destroyed by the usual cause. A ruler with an ego problem. I'm guilty of the things I thought I was immune to. Now its time to Stop. Learn. Re-build. Maybe things can be as they once were.
My Obsession by Sistine25, literature
Literature
My Obsession
Why cant you love me, the way, that I love you..
Why can you need me, the way, that I need you..
Every thought is of you.
Every breath is for you.
My heart is aching, I cant help but need you.
My skin is craving, I cant help but want you.
Only you can complete me, you make me feel whole.
You're Imperfect Perfection, all that I need.
You're my Obsession I cant help it. Its done.
Hate by Sistine25, literature
Literature
Hate
You can't always see what it is you're doing until it's too late.
It's like you can be living but you're not aware of yourself.
However when the realization hits you, it's not subtle, it's a full force awakening.
No skirting around issues or lying to yourself anymore, you're exposed.
This Is You, in your most vulnerable state.
All shields, walls, barriers even the ones put up to hide from yourself crumble.
And once the debris settles you can see right into the soul being of who you are.
Analyze every quality and flaw.
But then once you've seen the truth, who you are, and you don't like what you've seen.
Then what?
If you look
Blue Love - Prologue by Sistine25, literature
Literature
Blue Love - Prologue
I looked the other way pretending to smile, but it turned out more like a grimace and I could tell he noticed. What had once made every part of me quiver and shake now made my skin crawl. I’d always thought him to be one of those guys, a little strange but in a good way, with a funny warm presence you know the good guy! Not jock, not nerd and maybe not all sane but then who is, just like the rest of us getting by pulling through our near meaningless existence. It wasn’t something I expected to happen but then falling for someone isn’t something you can predict or help, it sort of just happen and I look back now and don’t s