Something I wrote a while ago.

I never titled it, I just wrote it.
I feel like sharing.
I don't feel like this anymore, though. I worked through those issues(thank you therapy lol)


Sometimes I wonder where it went
Why my mind is twisted and bent
Why I enjoy the suffering of others
Why I try to hurt sisters and brothers

Sometimes I wonder if I'm sick
If I should try and take my pick
Between the cushioned room
Or my self inflicted gloom

If a decision I was forced to make
It would be my gloom I take
Because while I suffer inside
It gets easier every passing year to hide

My only escape that I know
Is to hurt those who love me so
Because for if they love me they look inside
And they see the beast I try to hide

And so I push them all away
And smile alone every day
Knowing it is best for those few I care for
To protect them from my evil core.

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=O i didnt know you can write poetry
*claps* *rape rape*

Clapped AND raped!

This is the best day of my week T_T (tears of joy)