The Plea for Silence
Sorry about the wait, people. I need a break from everything, including the stories. My Real Life has been, simply put, hell. Im ready to pull my bloody freaking hair out :breathes: Sorry, once again. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this. I used bold, italics and normal for ephasis on some points on this.
They are still calling me.
Will They ever let me be?
Can They ever see that I do not want my name chanted, nor adored.
Can They see that I hate knowing what my name means to Them.
Something cherished, hated, loved, feared and adored?
Can anyone see how it hurts me to know that I can not answer the call?
I hear Them, but I can not speak back.
Fear holds me back from Them.
Fear drives me away from Them.
Will They ever understand that I can hear Them, but I can not open that part of myself up, again?
I've tried before and always ended up hurt.
I don't think They know how much They haunt me.
Their voices in my mind, my heart, my soul.
They echo to me plainly and I can't answer.
I can't!
I've tried, but Im too afraid.
Too afraid for myself.
For Them.
For the World.
Why can't They just be quiet?
Please, leave me alone?
Please?
R&R. Please and thank you.