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I cant see straight. My eyes are blurry. I can feel it though, a twisted flurry. Everything pushes against me. How do I resist? I can�t fight it off with my words or my fists. They won�t get me anywhere, or anything at all. I feel cold. My body, it trembles. My life, everything I believe in is in shambles. Respect my foot. The only place I find respect is in the comfort of books. I can�t stand the yelling and screaming. The fighting, it never ends. I don�t know what I�m feeling. Who can I call a friend? I look around, without a sound. When will these bad feelings end? I feel surrounded by the negative aura of others. It�s so close it strangles and smothers. I feel the wind and the snow on my face. I want so bad to leave this place. I want to leave this mortal shell. I�ll make a journey to heaven or hell. It doesn�t matter to me anymore. I still feel the flurry as I lie on the floor. They step on me, kick me and beat me mentally. Soon I will show them the evil I�m meant to be. I hate you all. Soon you will know. But it will be to late, it will be time for you to go. You�ll never truly know my feelings inside, because I hide them all for my pride. I show you all a caring laughable boy. But no one knows that I never feel joy. I have it all planned out it my head. In my twisted reality, good feelings are all dead. Leave me alone; I don�t want to be bothered. I have heard all from you that needs to be heard. I leave you now, this closing note. Watch in the night, for the man in the black cloak. |
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