Anomaly

The reasons why I left slowly come back to me, as painful as a dagger through a lung. Why didn't I see it before, this calamity of ill-willed promises. My life seemed so useless because of what was said of the time we spent together.

Accompanied by a gun and a despaired cry for help, I should like to throw myself into the depts of inhumanity. But alas, to live by a single gunshot and broken heart is a desperating demise.  The account upon which I can recall only leads to a strange urge to defy what tries to controls my sorrows.

A nightmare that occurs everynight, ripping my mind open to its extents leaves me to bleed to the insanity from which I've learned to cherish. Emptiness and darkness fill my heart and my soul to the brim.

Before I forget my past, let me look to my future. Maybe I can live my life, stapling the cuts and tears to hold myself together. I'll get up to throw the shades of my sorrow to redeem the once sane mind I once had. Emotion takes its toll on the strongest of hearts, but it only can win if the will of the heart is doubted and weak.  With the falling rain, I should like  to disappear in the night like a phantom into the darkness.

 

So here I am, the dark figure on your doorstep. With a fire in my eyes and a gun in my hand, perseverance is nothing that I can't accomplish.

Author's Note

Another piece from my teenage years. Yes it is emo as hell, but hey, we all had to start somewhere.

Reviews

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The past makes us who we are today. I enjoyed the honesty of this piece.