Reality
March 20th '07, 08:37 AM
As long as I can remember my lifes been pretty messed up. I never made friends with the kids around despite my siblings being friends with theirs. It was probably due to the fact that I was scared of people...The earliest memories I have are of when I was 5 and I'm standing between my mom and dad while he's flipping shit over and screaming his lungs out. I don't know why I did it, I always end up hurt. I eventually made friends, really, really good friends. Though, no matter what people mean to you they have lives too and you can't really do much as a kid. By the age of 8 I was a some what normal kid with normal friends, though freakishly large. Friends and crushes came and went in life as the years went by. The best friends I've ever had drifted in and out through the years, always coming back after a year or two.
At the age of 10 four of my close relatives died with in a period of 6 months, they all suffered. I'm not sure how long it was after that, maybed 13 or 14, but life went downhill. People started dieing faster and faster. Friends I could talk to moved away, or commited suicide. I became a threat to my dad because I had outgrown him and he could no longer do anything without me hitting back. I fell in love, she got cancer. I fell in love, she told me she's moving away. I've fallen into a deep depression because I have nothing else to do other than thing of the ways my life is messed up. My voice which was once booming and deep is now quiet and distant. I wish for death and yet fear it.
I'm just horribly lost. Hatred drives me, death scares me, and there is no God.
At the age of 10 four of my close relatives died with in a period of 6 months, they all suffered. I'm not sure how long it was after that, maybed 13 or 14, but life went downhill. People started dieing faster and faster. Friends I could talk to moved away, or commited suicide. I became a threat to my dad because I had outgrown him and he could no longer do anything without me hitting back. I fell in love, she got cancer. I fell in love, she told me she's moving away. I've fallen into a deep depression because I have nothing else to do other than thing of the ways my life is messed up. My voice which was once booming and deep is now quiet and distant. I wish for death and yet fear it.
I'm just horribly lost. Hatred drives me, death scares me, and there is no God.