This world is like a dark, black, empty void. Endless suffering and pain both mental and physical. Scars and empty memory's help the demons haunt me endlessly. The rain brings solemn peace to my aching soul as my clothes are drenched with rain water.
"HEY! HELLO?! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!" I suddenly felt myself being pushed and I fell to the ground. As I got up I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.
"Garbage"Nobody likes you Eddie. Why wont you just die already!" I once more slowly got up and started to walk away from the man, not caring to look at him. For i already knew who he was.
I stooped at the door of my apartment already knowing there would be no one home. The door swung open only to reveal an empty space filled with darkness and loneliness.
I didn't bother to turn on any lights and walked straight to my small, cramped, room. I closed the door quietly even though nobody was home and crawled into a corner.
There was something satisfying about the dark, never knowing what might lie in the shadows. How every minute seemed to last hours as you desperately struggled to make out shapes with your non working eye sight.I slowly closed by eyes, Drifting into unwanted sleep as my deepest darkest fears closed around be, suffocating me in aching pain or broken memory's.
Clothing stained with deep dark red,
the horrors follow me to bed,
squirming, shifting, full of dread,
will these memories ever end,
scars and bruises, blood and wine,
an empty clock left of time,
whines of forever lost come to fill my painful thoughts.
Till I finally wilt away.
I wake up to find a figure looming over me. A hand fly's down and smacks me acrossed the cheek.
"What do you think your doing boy! Get up!" I start to stand up but am knocked back down with brutal force. A dribble of blood slips from my mouth as I lay on the floor like a empty, discarded toy. The man repetitively steps on my head not caring that blood was oozing out of a unhealed wound covered by a bandage.
I closed my eyes, Ignoring the pain for it was nothing new. Just the same events everyday. Nothing changing. Same rain. Same day. Same everything. Nothing ever changes were i'm from.
The only difference between me and you reader-sama, Is that your nightmares stop when you wake up.
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Forgotten and Alone
HorrorHis hole life has been a mess. never able to keep a stable relationship with friends or anything. Everything is blamed on him no matter if he did it or not. From his family abandoning him to the demons in his head will Sam really be able to make it...
