I stand surrounded by the
shadow-less figures..
they appear hazy and distant through
my scarred eyes and their voices
echo abuse in my already tormented
ears:
"Why didn't you say anything?, Why?
can't you do anything right, your useless,
you worthless self-absorbed Wh*r*."
I twist, I turn but they never leave me,
scraping my fingers down my face
I try to release them from within leaving
red fleshy gouges down my once unmarked
face... all childish innocence gone replaced with
anguish and despair..... :
I sit cradling my head in the hands, beating
uselessly against the ground, pushing away the
conformity, the shadow-less figures, the constant
charade but to no avail they still come closer,
rendering me helpless to their persistences...
