Whispers Of Hatred
Prologue:
they come every day, they come every night, In my dreams, in my thoughts, when I'm in the shower and when I am at school even at home when all is peaceful some would say it it isn't an illness but I disagree everyday my thoughts get stronger almost strangling me consuming my every thought awake or not why is this happening to me? I used to be so happy but now i'm falling apart and I know that in my mind I know who caused it he caused it when he left everything feel apart oh wonderful death when will you grant me what I desire the gift of being forever asleep with no troubling thoughts at all