Why not?
Why not just abandon this
hopeless endeavor we call life?
Even if i go to Hell for this,
It won't be anything new.
I've been burned alive
by the heat of
their hatred,
their disgust,
their disdain.
I've lain screaming in pain with
no one to hear me.
They ignored me when
I tried to talk to them,
tried to beg
tried to plead
cried out to them.
They only looked when
I met my new friend
and let it release my pain
in a flood of crimson.
Then they looked in disgust.
I've endured soundless agony and torture.
Each time they beat me
with their blows and their words
I endured it.
It stopped hurting after a while.
I became blessedly numb,
insulated from it all
on that fateful day when i decided
to leave,
only to have it all forced back on me
when you brought me back.
I've lost all hope
to be saved,
to be fixed,
to live.
Now I float day to day
expecting the worst
if only not to be dissapointed.
And guess what?
I never am.
You forced me to live in hell
and now it should come as
no surprise
that I'm
taking
my
escape.
