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A Silly WaySilly games begin again,A Silly Way by JoyousInsomnia
a heartbeat pounds with purpose,
I'm humoured, I see the game, know the rules,
yet knees still weak an hour after.
Traitorous reaction, the heart,
over a mere few words, stoic ones for that.
But not all is same as our silly game,
time has passed certainly.
My cards are out, nothing to hide,
the difference between then and now.
I stand my soul bared to you,
on solid ground with solid feet.
My heart may still beat to you,
as it beat to the sweet demon of mine.
But strip yourself of such name,
you do not posess me as you did, no more.
My heart still pounds, but my mind, my soul,
they have escaped those clutches.
So my sweet demon, last time I call you this,
for I have found a muse in you.
Silly, silly games.
The enigma, the irritation, the curiosity,
it still holds me not far, not close.
But to you, my muse, I could write epics,
for you to never witness, of course.
My EnigmaYou had left, I was sure for good.My Enigma by JoyousInsomnia
The damage, irreversable, keeping a slight point of contact.
You're still an enigma to me, I wonder when you won't be.
Yet out of the blue, you declare your return.
You have been thinking. Why?
I won't descend into madness this time,
my lines are fine as the grasp on my sanity.
Yet there is still a pull, a harmless one.
Please keep it harmless.
I answer your declaration, openly.
And still I could write a thousand words of you,
so easily my inspiration, my muse,
an enigma that is not mine.
Don't be mine.
The time and placing, everything is wrong,
from the very beginning.
What makes you come back when I have let go?
You're the enigma, not me.
I was in madness, not you.
So let's see. What will come of this,
of your return like so.
I am thrilled, curious, a bit nervous.
For my muse to return,
but my demon no more.
Be no more.
Old HomeI'm feeling like a bond is getting disrupted,Old Home by JoyousInsomnia
untangled without care.
It's painful and makes me cry,
the indifference on a level I did not expect.
The way you let me decide,
the way your voices are detached when talking to me.
And you're alright.
It seems right I guess.
I get out of the way,
I sacrifice what could be lovely memories,
so you can have those moments,
because reality with me would be different.
A home I never felt I fully belonged,
I hoped you'd miss me more.
I wanted to visit more,
with past behind and a cheerful anew.
But instead I can't even step inside,
without feeling myself crumbling
under the harsh reality of how things are.
Without wanting to run away.
Because it's true.
You're all happy now,
and the key was always me.
So enjoy your harmony,
it overrides the bond that's crumbling,
the one I never wanted to crumble,
but I can't justify the stay.
With each passing day,
It's becoming difficult,
why to keep it like this?
I won't come home agai
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