Perpetrator

Perpetrator

A Story by EvErEyEs
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No one beilieve in innocence of the not guilty

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In a dark, meaningless, and lonely world I walk

Street and home filled with whispers a dark symphony  

Cried, lost my voice only for no one to listen

Eyes swollen like a venomous spider sting

Cut to see if I still felt

Lost everything but own self disappointment

Got a head full despair filled with images of strangers

Felt ashamed of all that “I did”

If I saw no wrong, I did no wrong

What is my freedom worth when no one believes my words?

I’m down upon my knees, asking the one above why he seems to delay

My nights are sleepless my days are dark

Colorblind to the brightness of a life away from harm and insecurity

I’m drowning and asphyxiating with a fever which seems to not pass

Dreams of dying fill my subconscious, warm and inviting calling my name

Where was my innocence?

Why does no one seem to believe my troubles?

Is there any cure for my life, or was it too late for this disease?

I am punished for the wrong others annihilate with no remorse, no fear behind their eyes

Not me, I can see the truth that lies behind

LISTEN! PLEASE! I yell “I am a devil in angel shoes” “a victim”

Still, my pleads not heard

Back side of heads I get, the ones I love no longer remember who I once was,  

Another blame to live with, another web of guilt captures my freedom

Now I lack strength to move

All have walked and watched me fall

Failed to give them reason to trust, reasons to be missed

I’m thinking it’s a sign for my troubled head

Am I really the perpetrator?

That everything seems perfect from a far

Away they stay, away they will stay

All left to do is live all accusations and run

Goodbye all who I love

I can’t be saved, for time will never wear this feeling away

In the end my presence might still lingerer

© 2012 EvErEyEs


Author's Note

EvErEyEs
This wont make sense to most but it does to the ones that always seem to take blame for others. At the end it makes us doubt ourselfs and make us think we are truly at fault. This is how i feel latley i wrote the way words can best describe. Thank for taking the time to read and please comment.

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nicely done :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is emotional, very deep and heartfelt. You can't really help those who don't want your help, don't feel guilty for them you shouldn't they're blaming you because they're not responsible enough to handle the responsibility and once they grow up enough to accept the fact no one but them is making things not go their way they can then make lasting changes.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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JC
this is so emotionally raw and real and really its uplifting knowing that through all struggles there is still hope and a light.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Am amazing piece and it makes perfect sense. I look forward to reading more from you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


And she feels the weight of every hand that ever laid on her shoulder and she screamed it hurts you blame me it hurts,, but if you doubt yourself its worst, let go and God will take it you must feel it when it comes that's how you know your living your alive ..... Beautiful keep doing you its lovely it is

Posted 11 Years Ago


fine

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is beautiful and deeply moving, it is a heartfelt poem I can personally relate too in the fact that all my life others have judged me without ever questioning their own faults. Lovely!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Very honest. I agree with Willow, our light gets dulled by those around us at times. Great read.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I like this, it's honest, I feel that sometimes we can be suffocated by ourselves and others around us and we can lose sight of who we are because of it through no fault of our own. Nobody deserves to have guilt and shame inflicted on them undeservingly, good effort

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is really great. In a way, I feel like it's a run-on of thoughts, fragments, frantic phrases that are full of emotion. You've done a great job, friend! Please keep writing, and don't let them win. Even though we die, we have to fight till the end.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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