Oh I hate my family so much! I just wanna kill them so they'll never speak again! So that they wont come up to me with that fake love of theirs. I hate it, I hate it! Why wont they stop?! Why can't they find some other creature to pick on?! Why am I their target?! I just wanna scream! I'm just so frustrated I wanna wreck the room just to show them how much I hate them! Tear everything apart and they can stare. They can just stare and watch me killing only time and words on the blood of trees. I swear! Why does a bottle have to be so small?! So small that the bottle eventually breaks if the top is closed! Shatter into a thousand pieces, a million! Slicing through skin without even phasing the person since only having lost a drop of blood. No one would care. It'll eventually just go away. Only a small unnoticed cut. The shards of glass will eventually lose their point. That once whole bottle now gone and forgotten from the world. Only because, it doesn't matter.
 BlackRose169 · Tue Oct 02, 2007 @ 10:49am · 0 Comments |
