MonsterA Poem by SarahAfter an arguement with my mom I decided to do a little writing,because what I was feeling was so powerfull, I fealt I needed to explain it.The story I present to you tonight came to me after a week that I believed that I had lost everything. I am a monster. a pathological monster. I lie to my piers. I create drama, and cause others to suffer, knowing full well it is wrong, why do I do this? I am a monster. I have told many that I cut, I do not. I have told many I would jump I am not brave nor stupid enough to do so, and I say these things knowing full well that they are going to respond, a negative responce, stronger, and more meaningfull than a positive one, in my mind. I am split. Half of me falls to tears when I hear my friends are cutting, from depression, caused by my drama, the other half simply laughs. I am a sick monster. I am judgemental to the poing past explination, I want to run from myself and cower in fear, but i cannot... for your subconsious cannot leave your concious untill death, which as I mentioned before, I cannot do. Therefor, I shal live, a monster, one who has been the cause of many depressions, the cause of endless scars, and the fearfull adrenilan pumped through peoples hearts as they take what they believe to be their dying breath. I am a monster. and I wish to die. ___________________________________________________________________ Note to my readers, every word of this is true. © 2012 SarahFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on October 1, 2012 Last Updated on October 1, 2012 Tags: sad, depressed, no confindance. AuthorSarahVancouver, WAAboutI am an artist, however I find myself talentless, my peers tend to argue, so I turn to those whom feel not so nessisary to take my side on said topic. There shal be only honesty please! I enjoy singin.. more..Writing
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