the battle of memories
The memories that scare me are ones that haunt me and ones i am affraid of. These memories are like darkness and light fighting for equal but different terms. The way i see everything in the world is realy bad. Insted of happienes i see hate and saddness and insted of grass i see blood. Like i said there is something that i see that most people cannot but Each day i wonder is there anyone who would die for me and actully take riskes that are more stupid then giving a life just for someone. I see things differently then anybody those who say that u can actully feel my pain, trust me you can't because after you would say that you would not see who i am on the outside what you would see is a broken man who cant help but feel like he is a caged animal and a caged monster. On the inside of my brain is not what people would usually think that they know what they need but that is what they want.
The last i remember of the last time i raged out is that someone told me to stay away and please don't l..... And that is all i remember untill i woke up it was like i whent asleep and when i woke up i looked down and i saw that there was blood on my hands and a blood trail was leading to me amd so i ran and i never want to see a nother one of my commrads dead again.
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