THIS STORY IS COPYRIGHT © 2018-2024 BY DARK MAGICIAN. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DISTRIBUTION FOR COMMERCIAL GAIN, INCLUDING, BUT NOT LIMITED TO, POSTING ON SITES OR NEWSGROUPS, DISTRIBUTION AS PARTS OR IN BOOK FORM (EITHER AS A WHOLE OR PART OF A COMPILATION) WITH OR WITHOUT A FEE, OR DISTRIBUTION ON CD, DVD, OR ANY OTHER ELECTRONIC MEDIA WITH OR WITHOUT A FEE, IS EXPRESSLY PROHIBITED WITHOUT THE AUTHOR'S WRITTEN CONSENT. YOU MAY DOWNLOAD ONE (1) COPY OF THIS STORY FOR PERSONAL USE; ANY AND ALL COMMERCIAL USE EXCEPTING EDUCATIONAL INSTITUTIONS REQUIRES THE AUTHOR'S WRITTEN CONSENT.
THE AUTHOR MAY BE CONTACTED FOR PERMISSIONS OR FEEDBACK AT: yugioh3099@gmail.com
The emotions that run through me,
The anger that boils my blood red,
The sadness that freezes my heart cold,
The non-existent joy that paints my sight gray,
They all gather to try to swallow me whole.
The thoughts that threaten to drive me to insanity,
The ones that tell me that I am worth nothing,
The ones that tell me I should not exist,
The non-existent ones that would tell me i'm special,
They all join forces inside to tear me apart from within.
The body that keeps me alive to suffer another day,
The mind that creates the pain within my head,
The heart that beats to drown me in liquid torture,
The non-existent lungs that keep me from breathing,
They all are put together to form a being that shouldn't exist.
The tears that remind me that I am still here,
The cold ones that leave my face at first,
The warm ones that pass as time goes on,
The non-existent ones that are yet to come,
They all scream with the voice I do not have.
The emotions that run through me,
The thoughts that threaten to drive me to insanity
The body that keeps me alive to suffer another day,
The tears that remind me that I am still here,
They all combine to create the person that I am.