I dont know why I get so damn hurt over shit, maybe because I care so damn much. Maybe im wrong, maybe Im right.. but in my nuclear furnace of a heart its the exact same fight. I dont even get sad, depression turns.me into a creature of pure rage. I get so very far and so much better each time I grow and.fight my demon, yet it comes back to eat at me more. They whisper bitter little lies into my skull, ensuring me that I stand against hostility. It makes me possesive, cruel, spiteful and brings out the absolute worst in me until I say or do something I regret. The world viewed through my demons eyes is not the world as I should see it, nor how I want it to be. Ill be damned if I let it drive me to the awful, uncaring nihlist I once was. Ill lose everything and everyone before I lose myself to madness. I cant even speak of this orally, my mind will not allow it. But I can make penance for these sinful thoughts by expressing it for my peers to see that my rage stems from hurt, and being unwilling to allow myself to get hurt. Maybe ill be offered solace, or perhaps at very least someone else with a burning heart will see this and feel better, knowing that breathing, supressing and honest self expression can win the battle against wrath. Turn away from your anger, becuase I wish that I could.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 10:16:13 +0000
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