Nothing is left . . .
Only memories,
the witness of tried strength,
and mental scars.
I didn't deserve any of this,
why?
Why me?
Out of all people, why me?
I know, I'm not the only one going though this pain,
but the only difference in it is,
the feeling of being abused,
and the darkness left inside of me.
This permanent dark space,
of emotional scarring
and
physical pain.
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Killing Me Softly
FanfictionVegeta's a paranoiac teenage boy, stuck in rotation with high school and daily anxiousness. His fears come from earlier stages in his life, being the usual bully victim in his past school years. His life turns upside down when he meets a transfer st...
