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Wonder and Pray.
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Wonder and Pray. |
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LaGraceLa Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243Minnesota, USA |
Some days I can't help but wonder and pray that maybe the hell will go away. And of course those angry days when I hurt in too many ways. There are times when all I can do is sit and weep for the dead part inside of you, and as I sit there, tears streaming down my face I vainly attempt to regain my grace. But I know deep inside there is no way for me to hide the hate, the anger, the pain, the agony that twists and tortures my humanity. I can tell that you see the wrong inside of me. I know that you feel that my pain is real. I understand that you hate because it is simply my fate to be alone so-- I cry and I moan while my heart turns to stone so here I am and I cry and I beg with chains wrapped round my leg dragging me down and down to the Hell I've found deep inside. Where could I even try to hide? Because you will always find me, you will never let me be. And so the day ends with me attempting to make amends. However, I fail while the angles wail making my head pound so I cry silently, hush... make no sound for the demon are coming and the wailing angles are running away from me as I try to sleep. Sanity-- why such a hard thing to keep? Some days I can't help but wonder and pray that god would take my suffering away. |
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