Pride
-Phoenix Serenity Pendragon
Authors note: This is dedicated to all the people who have ever let me down.
love always, P.S.P. :)
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You've broken me more than once, and you still haunt my dreams. I can't say all that you have done to me, because I don't recall most of what you did.
The things I do remember eat at me every day, but I hide what I feel. Emotions make you weak, and they only hurt you in the long run.
I thought I could trust you, but I guess I was wrong. The trust of a child means nothing to you if you eventually have your fun while torturing me.
I don't trust anyone, not a single soul. Things should have been different. I shouldn't have learned the things that I did. No child should have...
You were the one who raised me, clothed me, fed me, yet you let others hurt me. You, yourself, have hurt me too... more than everyone else combined, you have hurt me!
But what do you care? You knew you hurt me, and you kept doing it. Even now that you're far away, you still have so much power over me. I can't escape.
It doesn't matter. I've got my pride, and I refuse to allow anyone see me cry. They don't have the right to see me cry. They don't have the brains to comprehend.
They didn't have the courage to make it stop. And, even today, no one has bothered to try to understand me. Like I said, they don't have the brains.
Actually, it's more like they don't have the guts. They're afraid of things they don't understand, so they use that fear to ignore me and all that I say. Bastards.
They tell me that I can trust them. What do they know of trust? They experienced the hurt as much as me, yet they are fine, and I am not. Trust them?
I pity them. They push it all back to a point where they forget all that was done, all the things that were said, and all the things that they've seen.
Trust them? I don't even like them! They all hurt me too, and they laugh about it still. They must think I'm crazy to think the things that I think.
I don't see why they should care. They never have before. I cut, I bled, and I healed only to do it again. They never tried to stop me. I stopped myself.
My pride is all I have, and my trust is buried deep. They think they get it. they think they understand. Assholes, they never will. They will never even try.
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Authors note: So, waddaya think? Stupid, lame, too much, what?!? Well, R/R, and tell me about it!!! Pretty please!!!!!!!!!
Love foreveah and always,
Phoenix Serenity Pendragon
-Phoenix Serenity Pendragon
Authors note: This is dedicated to all the people who have ever let me down.
love always, P.S.P. :)
.......................................................................................................................................
You've broken me more than once, and you still haunt my dreams. I can't say all that you have done to me, because I don't recall most of what you did.
The things I do remember eat at me every day, but I hide what I feel. Emotions make you weak, and they only hurt you in the long run.
I thought I could trust you, but I guess I was wrong. The trust of a child means nothing to you if you eventually have your fun while torturing me.
I don't trust anyone, not a single soul. Things should have been different. I shouldn't have learned the things that I did. No child should have...
You were the one who raised me, clothed me, fed me, yet you let others hurt me. You, yourself, have hurt me too... more than everyone else combined, you have hurt me!
But what do you care? You knew you hurt me, and you kept doing it. Even now that you're far away, you still have so much power over me. I can't escape.
It doesn't matter. I've got my pride, and I refuse to allow anyone see me cry. They don't have the right to see me cry. They don't have the brains to comprehend.
They didn't have the courage to make it stop. And, even today, no one has bothered to try to understand me. Like I said, they don't have the brains.
Actually, it's more like they don't have the guts. They're afraid of things they don't understand, so they use that fear to ignore me and all that I say. Bastards.
They tell me that I can trust them. What do they know of trust? They experienced the hurt as much as me, yet they are fine, and I am not. Trust them?
I pity them. They push it all back to a point where they forget all that was done, all the things that were said, and all the things that they've seen.
Trust them? I don't even like them! They all hurt me too, and they laugh about it still. They must think I'm crazy to think the things that I think.
I don't see why they should care. They never have before. I cut, I bled, and I healed only to do it again. They never tried to stop me. I stopped myself.
My pride is all I have, and my trust is buried deep. They think they get it. they think they understand. Assholes, they never will. They will never even try.
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Authors note: So, waddaya think? Stupid, lame, too much, what?!? Well, R/R, and tell me about it!!! Pretty please!!!!!!!!!
Love foreveah and always,
Phoenix Serenity Pendragon