Trapped within the Piles of Powder
Contributed by
QueenEEliz33
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Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 07:28:02 PM in AEST
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Trapped within the Piles of Powder
I don’t know what to say…I don’t know what to do…I don’t know who I am. Something has taken over, an innocent powder, with the devil hiding within. I didn’t know I didn’t see it. I let him in. The devil lives inside me. He lives off of my pain, my anger, my weakness. He gives me a small touch of freedom and excitement and a new happiness, and then takes it away so fast; I would do anything for one more high. After the fun is all gone he brings never ending confusion, evil, and pain. I’ve been so beat up he soon steals my morals and beliefs and sweeps them away. He laughs when I try to run; he pulls me back and traps me in deeper and deeper with visions of insanity, fear, death, and tears swirling in my mind. He won’t ever loosen his grip, even when I hurt all that I love, all that I cherish, all the support I have, until all I have left is the evil, cold hearted demon that I have become. He’s always there when I am *****, comforts me when I am sad, gains my trust then he leads me into a world where all the people have no faces, heart, and soul only cold emptiness is covered by the demon’s face that fools the outside world, where all the people think I’m being myself, and that I have chosen this life, and I am perfectly content. But if you stare really close in my eyes you will see through the devil’s shield, and you will see a scared, lonely, sad, empty, guilty, loving child trying to see through to the truth, and if I’m lucky, I will try to break free. You never really miss anything until you completely lose yourself, and soon you will be apart of him, and believe him, and there’s no way out. Until you have the courage to look around and see what is happening, and what you have done. If you don’t fight your way out, he will slowly and painfully torture your identity until finally he kills you; a death worse than any cruelty you can imagine. But the devil can take away your eyesight, make you blind to reality. All you can see is him and the hell that surrounds you. You may slowly forget everyone, nothing else matters. But true love will never forget you. It is stronger than any evil, and will see you right through the demon that you have become. True love will help you fight the long, hard and painful fight. Love may become weaker and vulnerable, but it will never give up and die. Never stop the fight, never let it fade, it you give in and close you heart for just one small trip, the devil is always there, deep inside waiting for a chance, a small tear, to give you the high you once missed, then bang! The high will crash down; the sun will fall and burn you again with regret at all. And soon you will be gone, the love will sadly die, so time to say goodbye…
October 2001
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