The Past

i don't think there's a lot to say about this one that you can't get out of reading it.

the pain i feel, not deep inside. the anger i pretend to hide. the laughter, long left behind. there's no room anymore. today reminds me of endless thoughts of no love. i can't endure anymore of it tonight. slowly rotting.

why must i feel the pain of a long lost lonely child? what have i done to provoke these thoughts? an ugly past with no future, is this all i have to show for? 

once again i find myself not caring about myself. i've shed my skin a thousand times, yet a thousand scars remain. why can't i leave my past? i will not allow this to last 19 more years. slowly rotting.

why must i feel the pain of a long lost lonley child? what have i done to provoke these thoughts? an ugly past with no future, is this all i have to show for? 

no i can't let this last 19 more years. i'll put an end to it. i will not stand for it. i will not continue to walk this path. for the first time in my life i'm feeling my own wrath.