Names.
Pain.
For me, they are one and the same.
Shunned by all I once loved,
names have become a hurt beyond words;
a most terrible pain,
like a razor sharp dagger,
a dagger that pierces through me.
Knawing away at my self respect,
Self confidence, and Self worth,
I think I may be losing my mind.
My mind dwells upon names,
making them difficult to forget.
They hang above my head,
taunting, always taunting.
Coward, weakling, idiot;
oh, how I wish they had no meaning,
but if I lived life thinking that names weren't harmful,
I would be deceiving myself.
For all things have meaning,
Whether good or bad,
and the pain of names is unmistakeable,
Unescapeable.
I feel...Pain...
Resentment, even hatred.
I want to be let out of this painful world;
Just want it to end,
want the walls of despair to close in around me,
drawing me in and letting me be free at last.
How easy it would be,
if you could just end your life,
with the pull of a trigger, the stab of a knife;
but pain will always be present;
It cannot be avoided.
Like a shadow, clinging to you, draining away at your reserves,
You will never be free of its clutches.
Until the End...
~By: Ayanami~