the cold stillness of death, the warmth of the people that stand next to the one that wish to be like them, it wants to love, to cry, to feel like they do with out having to ask why its suposed to feel like that. yet it knows it cant. its been lied to and cheated on and even hurt in ways normal people dont understand. it sits in the darkness with people trying to help it. it dosnt know if it should yet it does...the feelings it gets from them confused it but it continues to try and like all of the feelings. trying to returen them to the one giving it to it but it can never get it right. it always screws it up.
In this darkness the forgoten soul waits for the light to shine through...hopping for someone to help it find a way out...to tell it that...that someone cares...that the someone...loves it...what does it have to do...does it have to die or rip ots own heart out for the trust...or even the truth...the soul lingers in the darkness...waiting, hopping, wishing, never resting, all wats trying...someone...help this forgoten soul...befor its too late...
this demon in side tells it wat to do, tells it the yes and nos. but it cant help feeling that its wrong. the demon comes out whenever it wants and yet it trys to stop the demon hopping one day it will be gone and it will finally be happy and have a normal life. but till then it walks down the empty road full of saddness, pain, and darkness with the two faced demon.
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