This is what happens when you bottle up the pain,
sometimes it explodes out, covering the world in bloody rain,
it's all in vain, people running for cover from it all,
while you stand there wondering where you went wrong, appalled.

It's true, I can't keep it in for long,
It slowly seeps out, even into this song,
but why make it a scary experience for those to fear?
Why not make it a rhyme for others to hear?

The funniest people are often the ones that hurt the most.
S'why I make it a point to make everyone laugh, even though I'm a ghost.
I disappear after the fact, leaving without a trace.
Thinking others want me to go away, want some sort of space.

It's sucks being lonely, I know this for a fact.
Having little other mortal or human contact,
so I'm often an act of frenzy and desperation
the moment anyone gives me any sort of consideration.

To those I've hurt, deep down I apologize,
to those I've betrayed and disappoint, from you I realize,
I'm an empty shell of whom I should be to most,
Forever to live this short life a nigh-existent ghost.

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Words can't describe how much I adore this picture. Something that truly brings out the darkness within while making it a sight to behold. Funny, I told a friend that I wanted my darkness to be a thing of beauty, and they responded with 'I keep my darkness ugly and wear it like my favorite shirt'. I suppose this is like my own favorite shirt, but instead of keeping it bottled in, I should be proud that I can at least twist it into something pretty and awe-inspiring. If only for a mere moment.

Art by  TakimiNada

Ghost is  raine1082 ®


Protip: As a hyrbrid dragonkin, she once had wings. Her dark aura coalesced to form what they would and should have looked like at this point in her life.