Hurt, Pain, agony a soul torn apart by loneliness
Voices and shadows of memories gone sour surround me.
hello! are you their? could you be someone who knows my pain my hurt?
could you please help me bury these voices these shadows 6 feet into my heart my soul?
somewhere so far into forgotteness that not even god can dig them up and reveal them to me
Once more I try to escape into the monotony of reality playing the part I trained myself to play and not revealing so much as a hint of myself, but instead ripping my very soul to shreds.
Here they come again those voices and with them follow the shadows. I hear them but dont listen, I laugh with them, but cant feel the joy my body is so sadly portraying.
it's only me, me inside a shell they all know as jay, jay a familiar word, jay who are you? do you even know? Jay, hello is anybody in there can you hear me can you see me? do you know who I am? It's me, remember me, I am your hurt I am your pain your agony. I am Jay your own destruction.****
A rant I unleashed in a journal when I was 15..
"Those are not your sins" A wise man