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Some sort of an on going vampire depression


The vampire

I want to be light,
I want to be happy,
I want to be hopeful,
But I think I might be a vampire.
Yes, that's what I think I am.

I can't enjoy the sun
And the night gives me comfort.
I find my safe spot in the dark,
I always have.
And when a meaningless life fills me with boredom and judgement,
I fall asleep for months.
If I try to wake myself I'm a walking dead,
spreading my negativity wherever I go.

People have falled in love with me,
I always tell them that's not a good idea.
Because with time they'll see my constant darkness
Shining through like a fullmoon at night
And they will get tired of me,
While I'm holding onto them as if they were blood.

I don't fit in anywhere
And to be honest, I don't even try.
I sometime wonder why I'm alive,
All I seem to do is to exist...
I want to help and I want to change
But the wheels goes around and around.
People have believed in me
But I don't believe in myself.
And that is my curse.
So I lay here in my coffin,
While the humanity leaves their comfort zones,
Finding themselves in each other,
Creating families and communities,
Study and learn, having daddy paying.

I yearn for something larger then life itself
I yearn to be loved and to never be left behind
Even though I always end up in the front
Leading the way of the alienated
An army of nothingness




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Publicerad 2021-01-05 21:11



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