A boy who once loved many,
broken into fragments by a society so cruel.
For to be kind is a weakness, to cry when the reason is not clear, fills the sea of sorrows with more salty drops of a feeling so unwarranted.
A boy who tore his heart out and wore it on his sleeve,
to please the ones that still surrounded to watch.
Bleeding from inside and out, recklessly mistreated for nothing more than gasping for air, as the rest did with ease.
Feelings erased, compassion replaced with downright hatred and self loathing that could not be over powered by another.
Disgust replaces the love once given to the masses and the cuts bandaged so that no one could see the damage that had been dealt.
A boy no more,
But now lies a monster.
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Darker Days
ŞiirI am nothing and everything. The life I live is plagued with pain and fear. Poison runs through my veins and paralyzes me with the icy grip of loneliness. Absent of love and happiness, yearning for the sweet tender touch of the reaper to free me fr...
