why?
Why does the world hate me?
I've never did anything wrong.
I feel it
The pressure
From all of them
They hate me
Why?I don't know
I feel myself getting smaller.
There chrushing me
And i can't take it.
I feel their hate.
But in the end
I hate them back!
Every last on of them!
I was always told.
That I would go to hell.
But I know now.
That they were wrong.
I'm already in hell.
Hell after death.
I think not.
Why did i have be.
Satan. controls me
He walks the earth.
Hes my father..and my executioner
And theres nothing....I can do about it.
He put me on earth.
To burn.
To suffer.
Then to die....
I burn inside.
And out.
He tourtures me.
He burns me.
I was put on earth.
And i don't know why.
But i do now.
I finally figured it out.
I was put here.
To make people feel better.
When i suffer they feel good.
So they torture me.
My life
Is tourture.
And while i suffer this torture.
I also burn in the flams of hell.
He lied.
She lied.
They all lied..
But why him?
I loved him and he loved me.
Didn't he....
He said he loved and cared for me but he lied.
They all said they did.
But they all lied.
Im hurt by alll the liars.
The pain kills me inside and yet...
I live with the torture of only knowing liars.
I try so hard
But yet.
I still fail.
I try and try and try.
But I still manage to fail..
And I dont know why..
I work so hard.
I was doing well.
At least....I thought I was.
I continue to try harder.
But yet i still
Only manage to fail...
Complete and total silence
Just darkness comsuming my only light.
Leaving only nothingness.
Total and complete nothingness.
I'm stuck in this world.
This word of darkness.
And i wish to see the white light.
But the darknes is stoping me.
I thought silence was bad.
But this is much worse.
Now there is silence and darkness...
Just... nothingness.
I hear and see no one.
I'm hated and unwanted.
Life is hell...a living hell.
I fell as if im dead to true nothingness.
Here it comes.
To consume the light.
My only way to survie.
My life...
That sound..
he comes now.
The one known as death.
I live with him.
My name he yells.
The pain...that I now feel.
The warmth of my blood.
Against the cold tile floor.
My eye lids drop.
Against my will.
Now the blood I feel is cold.
And all thats left...is cold and bloody darkness...
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