my dear

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If only when we knew

When we was a child, The world would be so malicious

The purest of gods people whom are regular sinners now

Everything put in front of you seems too far away to grab
You have no self control and your thoughts and decisions will only grow darker along with the paths you take

Little ones
You can Drive yourself over the edge
hurt yourself numerous times
go through what seems ages
Of Nothing but endless hellish insanity

Because there is no one who truly cares now, it's rare to see someone is brighter than us

It's survival, say, take and do whatever you must

My dear, the lost ones who wander where their not supposed to are the ones that cannot be saved
The source of evil will root deep
Inside my thoughts

I've abandon My conscience, My heart
My ability to Forgive

     The dullness of ever having wasted my time on what was the near death of myself quietly fading away as these emotions spun out of control

   The ones I was there for who didn't return the favor
To not even slightly Rise their concern
Towards my actions

As if I was a wounded animal
Without a voice to ask for help
Yet I could feel my suffering rather annoying to The bunch

But I will not allow this anymore

Kicked
Pushed
    Shoved
      Insulted
         Be little
            threaten
               Beaten and at my most unpleasant, unexpected change of life
The depths of darkness grab me of every limb I was capable To escape with
Withdrawal

Isolated again
Ripping myself apart
Wondering what I had done?
Which path id take to get into this
Disturbing situation
At the ever most I was to blame everyone only the thing that change them was they became darker

   I became weaker, though my sharp howling pain of depression and suicidal thoughts  was supposedly my fault
That they proceed in believing

No, I was misguided.. lost and dealing with what was the most confusing and terrifying part into my life

No dear, I know they don't care
I no longer trust. I no longer forgive
I no longer care

I'm no longer weak
Yes this darkness has embedded into my soul forgeing a overwhelming amount of power

This darkness has took itself
Into me as a home
Because No longer will I fear
The true monsters freely walking among me

   Freezing my heart
I have a new perspective on life

to survive we become evil or die fighting against  it

In the end we become Lions with either visible or invisible scars as our straps
As in war become warriors

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2018 ⏰

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