Repetitions || Original Story || The Nells || REMASTERED ||

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How did I miss all this?
Why did I have to go through this?
What happened to me?
That, I cannot see.

Am I in the wrong?
No, I knew what I did.
But am I sure?

Of course I am, I did go along.
He told me it was right.
I trust him.
He's my only light.

To resort with red spills, it will all be worth it.
For he told me it was mandatory.
And I'll do it.
Whether or not I prefer it.

But something is strange.
Not anything I've encountered.
Something familiar and not reassuring.
I see some change, and a little type of being deranged.

He holds me dear, and I feel fear.
Why is that?
What happened?
Did I just imagine?

It feels too real.
Could it have been surreal?

He loves me.
He saved me.
He gave me everything.
So then why am I feeling manipulated?

It gets me so frustrated.
I feel the need to go run away and hide.
But no matter what, it's not like I can go outside.
I'm trapped.

Most likely for years to come.
I'm guilty.
I feel really dumb.

It's just like her.
Expect it feels suffocating.
Not in a painful way.
But pretty heartbreaking.

I still love him.
For he is the only person who understands.
We grew close, there's no way we can break it.
I have started to feel pressured, and pretty sad.

What can I do??
When I feel so - bad.
I don't want to be someone I'm not.
But any attempt, gets me distraught.

I'm not a wild animal, nor a demon.
I'm a human being.
I wish I was treated as one.
But then, what am I being?

I'm a monster.
I end others.
Sometimes with hesitation.
But unlike me, he conquers.
And I say this with no exaggeration.

Giving an act can help.
It saves our relationship.
And welp, I can still feel like everything's fine.
It feels divine.

An obsession.
Not despise or hate.
Rather the opposite, it must have been fate.
Though it feels too much and yet I appreciate it.
He could be overprotective, but that is simply my perspective.
I want to say goodbye, I just really want to die.

I miss the rest.
I hope they're doing well.
I wish I could see them again.
But maybe it's for the best.
I will always remember them, and I will always keep in my mind and heart.
Because then I know, we'll never be apart.

A question pops up every now and then.
I look up at the sky, as if I could be free and finally die.

Mother can you hear me?
Or is it unclear?
You should be proud.
He takes after you.
But, I bet you always knew.