As I sit in my own peace, I am constantly surrounded with reminders of sheep. No, not the wooly smeely farm animals, but the sad souls who are destined to gaggle with the flock. As wolves circle they sit, laugh and go on as if there is no predator. Such ignprance is astonishing. Denying the bump in the night, while some hunt the things that go bump in the night.
I have this dark cload looming over my emotions. I feel the longing for release from the shattered mirror of my sanity. I hate the ones who try and slow me down. I love the feeling of underestimation. Just moving silently and never sending a red flag to my disintrest is amusing. I search for the pain, just to remind me that I feel. I look at those who whisper about me and mock me in fascination with their fragile minds. Oh my dark side, how welcoming and disgusting you are.
Hate you. I hate everything you are and who you pretended to be. I hate how you made me fall in love with you and waste two years of my life protecting you from everyone and defending us. I hate how I counted on forever from you. I hate your words, your tears and all your fears. I hate how weak you are and how strong you pretend to be. I hate that you couldn't fight like a man and let everyone tell you who to be. I used to love your laugh, smile, stupidity and often your corney jokes. I used to love how when you simply said "smile" I couldn't fight a grin. Now I hate everything about you, your existance, how you still effect me and now how my heart doesn't work right. I hate that you are happy, I hate how you got off so easy and I hate that people like you still can utter the words I love you and get it in return. I hate how I fear I have forgotten what that means...
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