My love is dying for you and it's on thin ice. I was so sure that you would be the one to break the shackles of my heart and set me free. But I got more torture and pain and agony. And I say agony. I got caught up in a fantasy that you were real but you were just a character in a book that's called my life.
Now I'm just an author who wrote your soul, I made you come alive with my words but you destroyed your maker. You overpowered me and now I've gone mad, like a mad King about to destroy himself, drunk with power and greed.
Why am I doing this to myself? As I destroy your soul with my words I think to myself, what happened to you and I? We were so happy together and then you just turned on me! Why? I had control and then I lost it.
Save me, I can't save myself. You are too powerful. It's up to you. Come back to me. My love is dying for you, it's on thin ice.
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Love From Me
Não FicçãoA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
