“I've been through hell and back, but in the end I will fade into the night and the best that you can do is be there for me, though I will break down in the dark and push you away. Everything that I have tried to be, but now I will turn out the lights and let it be. The tears that flow will set you free, a better way to live so others claim. I know that only death will set me free, the damage has been done and there is no going back. The scars will forever be with me, I cannot change that. The past is the past and I know that, but I still cannot make myself understand that. The past will always haunt me like a vengeful spirit, swooping in when I am at my weakest. My fate was decided from the start, my innocence gone far too soon. I will never see the world the same way as before, I see only dark where I should see light. The ghosts of my past will be with me, always and forever."
Something I wrote some time ago.