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I am both envied, and hated,

but the biggest struggle is within myself.

this bloodlust grips me with claws sunk deep.

it invades, and envelops everything;

an addiction from which there is no escape.



I bear the curse of this hellish existence

though I know not why.

everyday is an act;

a cover up of what is inside.



truth be told there is nothing inside.

I am negation of light, and energy.

there is nothing but a dark, cold emptiness,

which I try to fill.



I am alone for this very reason.

do not envy my kind,

for I'd gladly trade places with you.



if fate sees it fit that another should join me

I will welcome the company,

and cherish the moments together.

I desperately long to find companionship,

though it seems so impossible a task.

COMMENTS

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violetblood
22:29 Feb 14 2010

that was beautiful,

i must say,

i'm sorry that you feel this way.

The dark will soon tide away,

but first we must make it through the day.

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I was the most unfortunate.

I knew that there was no exit out of this maze.



Then, he was the next unfortunate.

He did not know that there was no exit out of this maze.



But all the rest weren't so unfortunate.

They didn't know that they were in the maze in the first place.

What kind of world lies outside of the well?

Is it something that is worth struggling for?



What kind of world lies outside of the well?

Is it something so attractive enough to fall and try over and over again?



What kind of world lies outside of the well?

Let's enjoy taking the pains of finding that out.



If I reach the world that yearn for, it must be a spectacular world.

Even if that world was another pit inside a well.



The key to the new world is the resolve to get out of the well.

Being able to get out or not,

A new world awaits...

At the first time, I do my best to try again

against the inevitable tragedy.



In the second time, I become disgusted

towards the inevitable tragedy.



The third time, disgust is overwhelmed into painfulness.



But by the seventh time, this all becomes a farce comedy.

I cannot quench your thirst

Because even if you yearn for the truth, you refuse to believe in it.

Please do not deplore yourself.

Even if the world does not forgive, I will forgive you.



Please do not deplore yourself.

Even if you do not forgive the world, I will forgive you.



So please tell me.

What will it take for you, to forgive me?