Blue or Bad

-Just two roads down and one left to the right, lived the girl with blue eyes who denied her whole life.
-She would swallow and consume all her misery and shame, knowing full well this burden was her blame.
-She knew all her faults; all her weaknesses too and so tried to avoid all those “Things” she knew she could do.
-She avoided and ignored and completely erased all the terrible truths that stared straight at her face.
-She was ugly and weak, such a body and mind, that even the dead were repulsed from it’s shine.
-A “Shine” at first glance that seemed decent and good. Something to admire and be understood.
-For what could be wrong seeing good and not bad? What could be wrong choosing the love and not sad?
-Those she chose to let in were embraced by her “Shine.” It took them over, rolling, like the tongue tasting wine.
-The girl with blue eyes had unlocked her whole heart and gave free domain to those worthy of parts.
-For one single moment,  a mere blip on the screen, like the intake of breath from a breathing machine, was this girl filled with joy no words could express and those “beautiful blue eyes” did feel they could rest.
-The girl had tossed out all her stockpiled reserve. A build up of coldness no creature deserved.
-She would allow herself to love open and free; She would give what she could and let the rest be.
-But time after time, this girl would get lost. She believed liars words, not understanding the cost.
-With every burn, every stab, and every betrayal, the girl with blue eyes started to fail.
-The erosion of one’s soul is not a small feat. It takes effort and time for one to complete. And this is how the girl with blue eyes gave into defeat.
-When at last they had left (and such a mess they did leave,) did the girl with blue eyes begin to believe.
-No one really loves you; no one really cares. There is nothing of value people are willing to share.
-They will hold you up high and you will think they are strong.
-You’ll believe in their courage and a strength to take you on.
-But be wary dear readers for nothing is real. People claim with their hearts, then do whatever they feel.
-You do not matter to them and you never, ever will. You can try to fight for their love, but you will be the kill.
-They will hate you for being human and call out “Liar” as you go by. They will spat at you and curse you, wishing only you to die.
-The girl with blue eyes never thought this could be…. Then again, that girl happens to be me.

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