Hullo everyone. this is Harvester of Sorrow by Metallica! Yay! But anyway I'm sorry it's been forever, I've been lazy, and busy with school.

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Pony's POV again

My Life Suffocates

Planting Seeds of Hate

I've Loved, Turned to Hate

Trapped Far Beyond My Fate

I'm so trapped. I can't get away from myself-or those voices. But Johnny, Mom and Dad, maybe even Dally, they all cared about me at one time. What happened?

"You failed them and killed them you idiot." Ah, my own voice again. I had killed Johnny and Dally. But I didn't kill mom and dad. Oh but surely somehow that was my fault too.

I Give

You Take

This Life That I Forsake

Been Cheated of My Youth

You Turned this Lie to Truth

I should be in jail, or dead. Either way I shouldn't be here free to live my life and enjoy my youth. I took life from four people; five if you count bob. Plus all the people whose lives have been affected. Darry and Soda-I've ruined their lives too.

I pull the covers over my head.

Anger

Misery

You'll Suffer unto Me

But haven't I suffered enough having to live with all this guilt?

"Ha! You don't know what suffering is kid!" Dally's voice rang loud in my head.

"You deserve everything you get and more." My hideous voice.

"You've gotten off lucky. You ruined lives and our family." Mom and dad.

"You killed your best friend Ponyboy, what do you expect. You killed me!" Oh, Johnny.

They're right.

Harvester of Sorrow

Language of the Mad

Harvester of Sorrow

Pure Black Looking Clear

My Work Is Done Soon Here

Try Getting Back to Me

Get Back Which Used to Be

I wish I could go back. I'd change everything. I'd have it so they'd all be here. I never would have even run out that night. Then none of this would have happened. I wish things could be back to how they used to be.

But things will never be the same. And it's all thanks to me. I have no choice but to leave too.

But I don't want to yet.

Drink up

Shoot in

Let the Beatings Begin

Distributor of Pain

Your Loss Becomes My Gain

Anger

Misery

You'll Suffer unto Me

I have to save the world from myself.

I bring pain and misery onto everyone. I'm a plague. I'm the devil's advocate. I'm a bad, bad person. I'm the harvester of sorrow.

Harvester of Sorrow

Language of the Mad

Harvester of Sorrow

All Have Said Their Prayers

Invade Their Nightmares

See into My Eyes

You'll Find Where Murder Lies

Infanticide

Where did I go wrong? I used to be a good person. But somewhere I turned evil.

"People don't turn evil, it's in them all along. Trust me I know. I've seen it."

"Pony, you were never a good boy."

"I can't believe this is our son. What did we do to deserve this?"

"You seemed like such a good person. Digging sunsets and all-but all along you were just a murderer deep down."

Harvester of Sorrow

Language of the Mad

Harvester of Sorrow

Language of the Mad

Harvester of Sorrow

The Frayed Ends of Sanity

I'm losing it. I can't take this much longer. I need to escape somehow. I can feel myself rocking under the blankets. I pull the blankets tighter and tighter and tighter. I'm not sure why. But I need to do something so that's what I do. Maybe if I'm lucky enough I'll strangle myself. So I pull tighter on my neck.

Never Hunger

Never Prosper

I Have Fallen Prey to Failure

Struggle Within

Triggered Again

Now the Candle Burns at Both Ends

Twisting under Schizophrenia

Falling Deep into Dementia

If I just finish myself off already then I wouldn't have to take this anymore. No more fighting myself, the voices in my head. I'm a failure and that's that there's no fixing it now.

I have to do this. Then why am I finding it so hard to do so? Why can't I just get it over with? I don't want to die. Oh but I must. But no. I try fighting myself. But I can't. I let out a scream.

Old Habits Reappear

Fighting the Fear of Fear

Growing Conspiracy

Everyone's after Me

Frayed Ends of Sanity

Hear Them Calling

Hear Them Calling Me

And I keep screaming. I can feel tears start to run down my face as I scream. I kick wildly under the blankets and squirm with all my might. But I can't stop myself. It feels more like I'm fighting some strong soc than myself.

I hear voices around me now. They must have heard me scream. Good, they'll save me.

But no one can save me from myself.

Birth of Terror

Death of Much More

I'm the Slave of Fear,my Captor

Never Warnings

Spreading its Wings

As I Wait for the Horror She Brings

Loss of Interest,question,wonder

Waves of Fear They Pull Me under

Why would they bother saving me anyway. I'm not Ponyboy anymore. I'm some sort of monster that will just bring them pain. If they were smart they'd leave me to myself and I'll eventually finish myself off.

AH. I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE.

Old Habits Reappear

Fighting the Fear of Fear

Growing Conspiracy

Everyone's after Me

Frayed Ends of Sanity

Hear Them Calling

Hear Them Calling Me

I guess the managed to pull the blankets off of me. But I'm still kicking and screaming and crying. I just can't stop.

I feel Soda's reassuring hand on my shoulder. "Come on Pony wake up, it's okay." BUT I'M NOT ASLEEP! I'M STUCK IN A NIGHTMARE BUT IT'S NOT ONE YOU CAN WAKE UP FROM! DON'T YOU GET IT!

Into Run

I Am Sinking

Hostage of this Nameless Feeling

Hell Is Set Free

Flooded I'll Be

Feel the Undertow Inside Me

I guess they realize this finally. Darry's holding me down by the shoulders trying to steady me. I still squirm with all my might and kick my legs wildly.

Two-bit and Steve have my legs now. No matter how much I try I can't move. But I still scream.

Height,hell,time,haste,terror,tension

Life,death,want,waste,mass Depression

These words repeats furiously over and over again in my head. THAT'S IT I GIVE UP!

I stop moving and fighting. I stop screaming. I just give up and give into the tears. I curl myself into a ball and sob uncontrollably. I want out.

Someone's holding me. I turn to look up at Soda. I know I won't be in this mind state for very long. Soon I'll be the voices will be back and I can't fight them off much longer.

Old Habbits Reappear

Fighting the Fear of Fear

Growing Conspiracy

Myself Is after Me

Frayed Ends of Sanity

Hear Them Calling

Frayed Ends of Sanity

Hear Them Calling

Hear Them Calling Me

I hear the voices starting to come back. I need to get rid of them. But they won't let me. I have to do something fast before they come back. Through sobs I manage to look Soda deep in the eyes and see he's holding tears back himself.

I manage to whisper. "Soda, I need help."

Sorry it was short and what not please review! I need help with plot! Hehe(