She was the one I felt for. Haven’t I gone through enough? Another day passes and I wonder, what is the meaning of my worthless miserable life. Never before have I felt so strongly this way, depressed, lonely. A bright light fades away into the darkness.
Indifferent from before.
How much enough? Again, left in the hours of darkness. Toil, all left in the ashes. Everything I worked for and came to expect, gone.
You hurt me more than I could have ever perceived. Outside the window, staring at the desirable gifts of fruit and happiness. Undermined yet again by the angel of love.
Feelings of anger, love, hate, and frustration override my system. Unexplainable. Cursing as I weep in the darkness of the night. Knowing that nothing will come of the blood, I attempt to leave it all. Internal battles dominate my outlook and bearing. Nights of fury with the aroma of blood, tears and a trace of eucalyptus swallow me. Gone is the happiness I once believed I had.
Bleeding, inside ready to ignite at any given second. Inevitable, yet never perceived, it has happened. Tantrums overcome as my rage pushes to the brink. Caught in a web of loss and denial. Haunted by the spirit within my very being.