Heartless creature whom leads a lonely life. Loved by no one hated by all. Trapped behind my obsessions. It feeds off the negative energy given in societies conspiracy of hate. Controlled by no one it walks alone. It sticks to the shadow's and memories unwanted. Out of reach forbidden of any communication, Peice of the earth more that of scum. Unforgiven living in it's filthy lies. Societies downfalls based on my actions. Choosing them carelessly it's still breathing with eyes wide shut. Does it even know what the meaning of life is yet? Why did we give in to the rotten darkness, betrayal by its closest enemy's. once the people I loved more than anything. We could've forgiven but chose not to. Hating seems so much easier Than to love. Our soul feels as if it were dipped in acid. Expressionless eyes and movement, immortal to all those mortal. It's blood was once warm and flowed with dignity. Now is cold and still. We sit in silence. Always blinded to see the good by choice. Continuous loneliness and misfortune. We are sick. I am not a creature. "It" is a part of me. So "we", "I", and "It" are just like you.
- Sarah