UntitledOh, warrior of the ancient order,tell me how you were wounded.Your limbs are heavy as lead,forcing you to crawl in disgrace.The spear you have is onlydead weight, dragged behind.No longer able to even flyaway with dignity and skill.The eldest general,the skilled assassin,the crazed destroyers,and even the coldest murderers...They all take something fromyour kind, mystic creation.A swarm,or aloneinstills fear into many...For you are a wasp.
Whatam I to you?To me, you are a goddess,A symbolPeaceStability...Love...You are the reason I rise above everythingand stay from the vices of my past.I do not stray the path to you,in order to keep you happy.Or so I thought.I listen to you,always trying to help.Didn't work apparently.You are why I'm still breathing,even to this day.Not enough.I will follow you to the endsof the world.And of our lives.But that doesn't stop you,Does it?Is it because I don't show mydedication the way you wish?What you mean to mein some other form?What do I have to do,to show you I'm worthy?Worthy of being more thanthose deathly wants and addictions?I have forsaken friendsdestroyed relationshipsand harmed those that have insulted you.I would topple empires for you.Engulf an ocean in fire.Torture creatures of peace.All if you asked.You do not know the power you wieldover my heart, soul, and being.The urge to please you alwaysis within me.I'm sorry it wasn't enough.That
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Escape?What is that?My dreams of blood-soaked corpses,or maybe the chamber of screams?People should have one,somewhere they can feel safe.Where is mine?Mine are dams that can only hold back so much before being dashed against my mind.And even those I thought were,when distanced, cause me harm.I'm supposed to be a ghost,someone to avoid the drama ofthis preppy and bullshit school.Instead, I have to deal with peopleand their small problems, as if I should care."My boyfriend won't call me!"Really? I can't call mine, and I barely see her."I can't fall asleep at night."Try being afraid to sleep. Afraid to wake up holding the knife to your wrist again."I'm grounded. I can't do anything fun!"...Okay, that's just your fault, you stupid shit.Escape?Seriously...What is that?