The dark shadows haunt and torment and torture.
Here I am battered, stricken and destroyed. Leaving nothing I considered worthy.
I am alone and exiled.
I am disdained and dismayed.
It seems that I am destined to walk through this life less than ordinary.
I am reaching out and will continue to sit in silence by that corner.
And hope that someone, someday may stumble across me and my emptiness.
But my only hope is that they do it in time. Otherwise, I will have drifted too far and I may just let go of whatever grasp of the world I had.
Is it useless to hope that this torment will cease.
I just hope that time will offer some kind of release and memories will blur.
On some quiet tomorrow, I hope I will realize maybe things were better this way.
I'm struggling desperately to keep my dignity and my pride.
The stupid silly & sorry creature I have become.
Damm my wretched soul.
Unknown "Pure" Injured
- 16 years, 8 months, 23 days ago
