The End.

This is the end of this. This being my life.

*NOTE this is a short piece and it is kind of real but I'm not going to do it. I think.


2. Still Here.

But I have to ask myself this. Am I going to let them win? They over power me, since I was 11. Am I going to give in now? Cause I don't know the answer. All I know is that I have the emotional scars to show for it, and I don't want  to go back there. I'm scared enough as it is. And I can't except that he won't love me like I love him. He won't even answer me when I ask him. But I'm gonna guess the answer. No...


That's the story of my life. And I fucking hate that. I cannot tame this animal I have become. I need help! I cannot do it on my own. I need someone who will walk by my side in this life. Then maybe we'll meet again in the next life.

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