harmfully, willingly stabbing me in the back all these years, it appears you underestimate. what tout failed to understand.
I had a plan, you didn't want to understand our listen. so quit bitchin and gtf.
to the point I wanted to disappear , rot and sink. into the silence of the flash of death. to take any time spent to cease to breathe any more misleads
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from the ones I used to call family, promising the ability to help. instead gave me more misdirection. more attention to the succubus than I.
there was no end. from the start I could have been left a ward to the state, disciplined in hate , sorrowful acceptance of being a self made orphan. the organ, beating alone.
forgotten in the dusk bitter mornings of the mourning in my mind , soul and heart. to bring together. the dark spark of the void.
to want to have the strength to tear, scare and destroy ; my oppressors in my way of my happiness. by thyself or in any form . dicournful discouragement in the encouragement of clout pressure. you couldn't measure. common sense.
blasphemy, breeding in hate , teachings of misleading informational evil. in provocation to bring division. in provisions to excuse your own lack of growth . unforgivable.
demented and tormented to lose by choice. it happened before. who is to say it can happen again.