These Are the Seeds I've Sown

I'm in the hell,

I made my own.

The tolling bell,

My one true home.

I searched for more

It's all I've known.

I'm not enough,

These are

The seeds

I've sown.

A crippled heart,

A tortured teen,

The bloodstained dart,

The metal sheen,

The dreams I dreamed,

Weren't what they seemed,

There's joy for thee,

Just not for me.

I saw the stars,

I heard them scream,

I smelled the smoke,

I felt the seams

Tear open wide

Beneath my feet,

A burning tide,

A magma sheet.

I reached too high,

I shot too far,

I touched the sky,

Then felt the guard

Invisible, a solid gate,

A darker and more lonely fate.

The flaming clouds,

They singed my hair,

The fire scorched

My skin so fair,

The spires of stone

Sliced through my bones

And stole

My only

Smile.

Author Notes: I feel like I'll never be enough.

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