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What kind of darkness can take over my heart?
None so I thought.
My thought?
I was invincible nothing could keep me from the path I chose, oh but how wrong someone can be.
I thought over and over, it was a dream, and this dream felt so real, but it couldn’t be.
But their was no dream, no, not ever do I dream anymore.
How can I when my sleep is nothing more then an remembrance of the darkness that I will awaken into.
My hands felt soggy and my feet felt numb from sitting on them for what seemed like eternity, but still I continued to scrub the floor beneath me until it sparkled. I must have been cleaning for easily ten hours now, but before I become even close to being done, I will have cleaned for fifty some odd hours. Eternity. What can I do about it though……..nothing.
Nothing that was what I had become. No that’s wasn’t true, I was something, if you want to call it that. I was a slave, against my will of course.
How long have I been a slave? Almost four years now.
Four long years, of death, destruction, labor, and sadness.
Four years of waiting for death.
How many times have I tried to kill myself?
Too many to count.
I wonder how ironic it would be if I had, I would go right back to the place that I was trying to escape from, or maybe even worse, and I would still have to be under his control.
wow that sounds emo doesnt it. Well it's not because I was in a good mood while I was writing this. ^-^
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I'm bored so i'm going to start writing.....right now.