Who I am

The end

The night I died I thought Am I finally free? It was only when I woke up that I knew the truth. This is a world that I cant escape from. A piece of me was missing which made me feel cold not only on the outside but deep within my heart. I deserved to feel this way, the things I had done just hours before were unforgivable but I no longer cared. I was and still am done apologizing for my mistakes.

This was the end of that girl I was before. Apologetic, submissive, the girl who cares what everyone thinks, the girl who bends over backwards to make everyone but herself happy. She died and I lived. I was not sorry that she was gone. Its better this way. People will mourn her, this much is true but can they accept me.

I'm cold and hungry, so very hungry but food would not help, this I knew. My hunger took over and I could not stop myself from once again hurting the person I loved most but now the difference between who I was and what I became is. Before I would have stopped, I would have held back and let myself be hungry. This time I didnt stop I kept going even though my love was crying and begging, pleading with me to stop doing it. I had sex and fed off my loves brother and felt no remorse. I went to sleep not caring about my fate or who I would lose. This was me without my humanity and Ioved it.