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Brutally abused
Stop blaming me with all your pains.
All your sufferings that won't go away.
Making all your problems pour down on me like rain.
I am no longer your punching bag.
Nor are my siblings.
If they even come close to hurting me.
I will make sure they will no longer be....
living their humble lives happily.
They better not come up with the plan to use violence.
Those who fail to see that fists and blood shedding.
Will leave no one ready for their hopeful, future wedding.
All who lived this one terrible life.
Has faced their challenges.
Feeling as though they've been sacrificed.
Here is the cruel world that we all faced.
Where everyone has their spot in this putrid planet.
Sinking down others to rise to the top.
Wanting the dominance over the weakness of others.
Everyone has their weakness...
all there is left is to dig and devote their time to find it and destroy.
They all succeeded to find my weakness.
But I've grown from it.
All this torture.
All the horror.
They can hold out their sharpen, shining swords.
They can throw their newly created grenades.
All I can say is put them all away.
My plan is to free myself from these countless pictures of me getting murdered.
Not physically murdered.
But mentally.
I used to see it all...
all the blood and cuts that cover my constrained mind.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers