No Control

I watched the light leave my mother's eyes right in front of me when I was only 5 1/2 years old. Then when I was 14, as fury rushed through every vein in my body, I watched as blood seeped from my father's head, his face held in my hands, and the light in his eyes slowly faded also. Then when I was only 16, I was put into that prison of a place they called the 'hospital for the gifted and mental different' of course in a good way as they always said. "you're not crazy, your special' yes Oh so special, that why I can watch the light in your eyes leave within 5 seconds of my touching you. I can't control it most of the time. There have been instances when I was able to hold it back to a degree, but I've never been able to fully stop it.