Wha... what sad eyes... very... lonely eyes...
Him... and a monster...
Just like me...
I loathed everyone...
I couldn't understand who I was or why I existed as a hated being...
... Ever since then, their eyes seemed colder than ever...
... It was so painful...
But...
Now I have people who acknowledge me... That's why I... I can be unconcerned about being possessed or treated coldly by them...
Because... I'm not alone anymore!
I had no idea how happy that would make me...
I felt blessed from the bottom of my heart...
I am allowed to be here... knowing that I do exist, made me feel relieved.
That's why it kills me to think about how it used to be. That pain is not usual...
It's a pitch black Hell.
If...
If I were still alone...
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