23-05-2009, 01:51 AM
Prologue
What if the world was everything that you wanted? Almost everyone has had this thought in their mind, but hardly anyone actually thinks it out. Everyday, I have thought about this and I was always pre-occupied. The loneliness in my life has turned me into someone that nobody knows. The salty tears were drenched onto my bed daily, caused be my depression. I was beaten all my life by my grandmother with a belt. The hurt and the scars remain on my hips and I curl up into a ball wishing that I had never existed. My past returns to haunt me daily and I try to concentrate on the uplifting things in my life, but only to find that I become depressed again. If the world was like this painting, then everything would be alright. The colors represent all of my feelings and everyone would know what I have been through. The anti-social behaviors would vanish beneath the sun, and everyday would be a blissful day.
But alas, this is impossibleâ¦
(Sorry that the picture is small, I'll get to fixing that.)
What if the world was everything that you wanted? Almost everyone has had this thought in their mind, but hardly anyone actually thinks it out. Everyday, I have thought about this and I was always pre-occupied. The loneliness in my life has turned me into someone that nobody knows. The salty tears were drenched onto my bed daily, caused be my depression. I was beaten all my life by my grandmother with a belt. The hurt and the scars remain on my hips and I curl up into a ball wishing that I had never existed. My past returns to haunt me daily and I try to concentrate on the uplifting things in my life, but only to find that I become depressed again. If the world was like this painting, then everything would be alright. The colors represent all of my feelings and everyone would know what I have been through. The anti-social behaviors would vanish beneath the sun, and everyday would be a blissful day.
But alas, this is impossibleâ¦
(Sorry that the picture is small, I'll get to fixing that.)