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Yet, Still Haunted

Contributed by MG_Akela22090 on Tuesday, 28th November 2006 @ 05:28:10 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



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Can’t get it out of my head.
Can’t get it to go away.
Your voice still echoing; you laugh as you think of all the ways you can hurt me. You said you loved me, but I guess it was just another lie to get me closer so you could watch me die.
It’s a just a game you play with me and I fall in the trap every time, just because I believe there may be some good left.
All the way I went, to the top and then back down. Every time I here her name I want to scream because you were mine…I left my mark, but now you wield the power I granted as if it was yours. Here I am, now overcome by what I cannot destroy.
Every time I look at you, I want to fade away, because it would be so much easier if I didn’t have to see…if I didn’t have to know that you’ve replaced me.
It’s been a long time, and I wish I could forget, but here I am alone again. Holding my knees to my chest. Biting my cheeks until they bleed. Here I am, still haunted…still struggling to find a way out.
Chaos and torture wrack me with pain; just want to leave…just want to hate. I want to let go and watch you perish, but here I am…still powerless.
At least I am free…free of your torment, but still I am here…haunted.




Copyright © MG_Akela22090 ... [ 2006-11-28 17:28:10]
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Re: Yet, Still Haunted (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Tuesday, 28th November 2006 @ 08:36:04 PM AEST
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awesome write...i feel your pain, resentment and anguish in every line...nicely done!

wiz




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