Shu-chan Angst. First Person narrative. I'm quite pleased with this one... hope you are too! Read and REVIEW! please! --puppy eyes-- just a liiitle review?
I used to know who I was. I was sweet, and innocent. I was happy, and free.
But that was before. Before the love of my life hit me. Hurt me. Over, and over. Before I was abandon, by everyone. Before I was lost, In my own mind.
So know I don't know who I am. Am I the person, sleeping around for money? Or am I the one in the grungy bar downtown, drinking his sorrows away with cheap liquor? Or maybe, maybe I'm the person, broken and sobbing on the street corner. Screaming for the invisible torments to leave me in peace. Maybe I'm the person drugged and raped, laying in a crumpled, beaten heap in a dark, dingy alleyway. Who knows? I might be the person dying in an old, disgusting, grimy apartment, watching the blood flow down my arms, and the light glint menacingly off of the already-drying blood on the old, rusted knife.
I used to know who I was. I was sweet, and innocent. I was happy, and free.
I was, but I'm not anymore.