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Who am i?

Who am I?

What is the real reason as to why i cry?

My mind is at a loss

I feel like my emotions are turning to stone

and im becoming comfortably numb

 

 

I just want to be free

and see all i can see

I dont want to be locked up with my thoughts

because the same questions race through my mind

"Who am i?"

They all seem to have the answers, everyone but me

"you're a bitch" they scream

"you're a disappointment" is that what they really mean?

you see, thats the things

im consistently all and none of these things

I'm a lost soul who's been lost for years

i left my home, fell down a hole and never returned, leaving my loved ones in tears

but where i landed was not expected

growing up i was taught that holes were doors to wonderlnd, where i landed was the opposite of that

i hit my head and when i woke up entities i couldn't recognize were greeting me

they were dressed in white and their smiles were bright

little did i know deception had a part

but these fuckers took my heart

they told me i needed to drink to feel less pain

and start acting without shame

so i followed their commands, signed a waiver with my name

 

soon enough their clothes changed from white to the blackest black

the glow in their eyes ceased and their smiles were nothing more than gruesome grins

there were seven of them, together they were called sins

it was too late for me

the waiver was signed, forever theirs to see.

i follow their every command

while they hold my hand

and i never once looked back.

 

years pass before i opened my eyes

i look down at my palms dripping in blood

i couldn't move, frozen in shock

so i just stood

"how long have they looked like this? what..what have i done? what did you do to me?" i plead, desperate for answers

with a smirk on their faces they respond "since the day you came sweetheart. what did you think was going to happen in the devils care?"

and ever since that day, i am theirs.

 

 

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