I am lost. I am broken. Where do I go from here?
I got crazy. It was a girl. The most perfect beautiful angel in the world. I am not built for this. I'm built for hate. but I tried to have it anyways.
chipped teeth and broken nails tried to kiss and stroke this lovely creature.
In the end... she only ended up poisoned and cut. I am a force of hatred. I can't say anything without the venom.
My contagion is constant and unrelenting.
I don't see a light. I don't see an end.
I'm too tough for suicide. It burns... the inability to just stop.
So this angel left me wounded... and only knew to further get injured. I tried to help. But I am hate. I only know the crude way of doing things. Maliciously I clawed my way in and out. over and under. It is the way I am.
now this broken angel is somewhere in the world... trying to pull herself back together... and I sir in my selfish world trying to make sense of it... and know that I can only know pain and misery... but I can't die until I am due.
Maybe one day...I will find a cruel beast to crush the weak with. Until then... I will cry phantom tears for feelings I have no right to...