I'm blind, as to a certain extent.
I want to see, to feel, to hear you but i can't because i'm drowning in this certain emotion called,'Confusion', although i cannot taste you or smell you i'm certain that once i get out of this sorrowful confusion i'll be able to see the bright lights again and as the sun'll set and the moon will glow I'll be able to overcome my fears of facing you and turn those fears into a confession.
A confession of sinning and a confession of love. As for me loving you is a certain sin that i have attained during these years of friendship and confiding in you, of trusting you with my deepest and darkest secrets, but you are too but a sinner , for i have thrust my trust upon you and you've played and thrown it away, i'll still love you.
Maybe i deserved blindness to my senses and feelings, i felt like drowning and now i feel as if i am being stabbed into a slumber-less sleep.
I'd thought that when i came out of that heavy, guilt inducing cluster of confusion i'd be welcomed with warmth and acceptance but it appears that all of that was just an illusion because all you are is a backstabbing traitor, nothing more than a plain emotionless psychopath.
And now that i look back at myself, no, you did not deserve the love i provided you with, no you did not deserve the care and support i gave you and handled you with, you did not and still do not deserve any of those things and for all i shall pray for the next vicious victim you seek to destroy.
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Vinyl Memories
AdventureA series of short and small stories. I do not define this to only one genre because i'll try to include others , most of these stories may be slightly gore-y.
