Though I saw it coming, it still hurts
I am imprisoned by my darkness; there is this vast emptiness in my chest. It is all-consuming, it is slowly burning me and erasing who I was, changing who I am.
I can't fight back any longer, I am losing my sanity and hanging on by one thread that might snap anytime now.
I no longer give two flying fucks about what I did or what I didn't. I know that I can't escape and I also know that I have no one to blame but myself.
I wish I could blame the guy who beat me up or the guy who tortured and most of all I wish I could blame the guy who took my heart and smashed it right before my eyes, but I know I can't, because no matter what he did I couldn't stop loving, caring and longing for him.
The guy who left me when I begged him not to, but then again it's my fault and only mine, that I fell for someone who could never be mine.
So I guess in the end, I'm the villain of my own story.
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