"Disappear from this world won't you". I heard him saying yes the boy who is well known. The boy who makes me weak; The boy who has power. I can't escape because they follow me the words. Words of pain and suffering. Those words he said, but many others.
Im trying to be different, but I don't feel like myself Im drowning in this ocean of blood. Gagging on my destroyed future. Knocking on the cell in my brain to be liberated. Once again their voice come back. "Go Away!" I shouted louder than before. My mother came into my room as she said "Honey are you okay", "Yes mom Im fine better than ever it's just this book" I said with a smile, it was my usual reply.
"Dinner will be ready soon, wash up and come to supper" "Alright mom". She slowly closed the door as she exited.
That night at Dinner my father walked in as usual angry because of me existing. "Damn it if you weren't born we could of been in paradise, enjoying a peaceful life but you had to be born and be so stupid always fucking up our lives your a peice of shit" I began to tear up out of anger I had enough. It was a moment of screw up I regret nothing. "Shut up won't you. You are the worst father ever. You are the real trash here. The only person who is screwing up everything and everyone in the house. Leave me alone".
Suddenly the voices were back but my temper was lost. I was slowly turning insane. "Get the fuck away from me, go away LEAVE ME ALONE!". My father was looking at me as if he was regretting everything he ever said. He apologized but it was to late. The voices where controlling me. They took over me.
Dinner wasn't okay anymore I was seen more crazier than ever. My dad studied me. I was different but not the kind I wanted. 'Prisoner of the voices' was my new label. "Excuse me Ill be going to my room now were you won't have to see your worst mistake, have a nice night." I left to my room so I could figure out what had happen at dinner and why I was acting this way. But slowly I began to fall asleep vanishing to a world of suicidal memories and dreams.
