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Slow Burn; Dieing on the Inside
Topic Started: Aug 30 2009, 02:16 AM (18 Views)
Sanguine Monster	Aug 30 2009, 02:16 AM Post #1
I Didn't Do It. Promise :} Posts: 363 Group: Members Member #77 Joined: July 17, 2009	Slow Burn Friends... They are supposed to be there when you need them. Are they not? They are supposed to trust into you what is hard for them. Do they? They are supposed to be open to you. She is not. She breaks me down. She is as close to me as one could get. Or is it? Someone is closer. While I see through this other person's view, I see the lies. The torture my soul takes. It pains me so much. I know only two things. Love... and slaughter. I don't know whom I can trust but Synile. I am in denile. I am backed in a corner. I am held Captive. My Emotions Are Holding me. Synile is screaming to me. Trying to bring me back. To tell me truth. I'm burning up. I'm losing my foot hold. My hand hold has broken. My heart beats, thump.... Thump... silence. She smiles down on me. Only Synile weeps. My angel, my soul, my last hope. Hope runs deep no more. She laughs as a I fall, this Angel I call a Friend. Only Synile see's the lies. I see through her eyes now. See the lies. The ice cold heart. She doesn't know she has an ice cold heart. I cannot blame her completely. It still aches. Every day, every waking moment. I ask Synile this... What is a friend? A friend- Is someone who will stand beside you. Is someone who will cry with you. Is someone who will laugh with you. Is someone who will care for you. Is someone who will sit with you in jail laughing. Is someone who will never use you. Is someone who will sing with you. Is someone who will dance in the rain with you. Is someone who will defend you. Is someone who will understand you. Is someone who will know what is wrong without question. Is someone.... Who will Die With You. Synile has told me this. Shown me this. I don't trust the lies that the cold has fed me. I let frostbite claim me no more. Fire will rupture in my soul. Lava with pour from my heart. I will defend. I see darkness falling. I hear voices calling. I see faith has fallen. Call to a God? He is not real to me. My faith has fallen. All because the one I trust... Has betrayed me. She has laughed as I fell into my abyss. Left me behind so many times no longer. Pushed me down, dragged me down. Synile is now my friend. My companion. My soul and spirit, I trust onto her. Her clutches of Slaughter. All I ever will know... Is love.... and Slaughter. Murder... You call it.. I call it passion. And My betrayer? She will push me to a breaking point. She promised so much to me... And each promise... Is empty. Sorry is an empty Word. I am Slowly burning because of her. Burning with a seething anger. Burning with hate. Burning with hurt. burning with power. Burning with Blood. Burning with vengeance. I'm hurt for the last time. Don't expect me to forgive you... Your words are as empty as your soul. Sorry... Will always be an Empty Word... It has made me burn Slowly.


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