How long can this take? This pain and the sadness.
I think of my self as selfish when I say " why did I deserve this"
Because I do deserve it, I'm a terrible person that would be better of dead... Still I'm not dead yet? Or who knows? Is this really life or... Maybe I'm dead. This life I am living aren't real, so why do I have to pretend? If anyone knew.. Then my fears wouldn't be as big anymore, would they?
The fact that I may have to cry this pain of the secrets out is the worst pain of them all.. Tears are like knifes cutting the soul of the human who cry them out. Tears are something more worse than demons, tears are the things thats making the heart break more and more. Why do all humans have to cry? And why do I feel sorry for them? Why do I have to do this? Live this fake life. The life that make other lifes fall into pieces. Why do I have to live with this monster inside of me? The monster who tear me up inside and make me feel like this?
Kowaii, kono kaibutsu wa watashi o taberu tsumoridesu

Annons

Bilden saknar taggar

augusti 2014