Slipping

Dear Unknown,

I feel myself slipping everyday. I would look in the cracked mirror, for which I constantly punch and bleed in front of, in hopes to see something better then what I always find. A girl... A poor girl who's passion burns brighter then ever, and yet she's alone. When she feels happy she learns that this is a false feeling, an illusion of sorts.

I feel forever cursed because of this. I try to find someone to give my love to, but find out that love isn't real. Just a thought many have tried giving form, in order to turn lust into something "beautiful".

Sure, I sound like probably every teen that feels alone and hurt. For all that I am, in a way I'm happy. I still can never understand why, but I feel the physical or the emotional pain that life throws at me and yet it makes me happy. Quite possibly it means that I'm just still alive and here in this world...

This world, but about the next world? I mean, I was cursed to see the many that still walk this realm in the veil that keeps the oblivious from seeing them. They are always in the darkness... The evil that rests in the shadows calls to them and feeds them that addictive drug called power. So in the end they reach out to this thriving world and sucks our life in order to give themselves another short lived rush of power.

~As always, wish me luck in my journey to find the purpose in my life.

M...