I found my rank interesting when browsing the "Top"
"You are ranked 666th with 8.527"
I wonder why I get the mark of the beast
somewhere you lost you..years ago..between here and there...in your own heart and mind..you forgot what made you special because maybe they rejected you...maybe they shunned who you became in this life....did they want the child you used to be? did they think you too far gone? did you believe they'd never accept you again? that there was something new and more exciting in the pages of teen magazines...? did no one understand your pain? was it too much? did the infinate stretch of years before you look so dark, so lonely? I feel a pang when I see your face randomly....when I see you in old photos..old recordings....when I hear your name spoken.....I wonder what those final moments felt like...if anyone could have proved you to yourself....I turn and cringe in crowds sometimes, almost feeling you, hearing your voice....you never said what it was...you couldn't find the words...three years and the questions have no answers...only more questions.....and the ones who remain....all we can do is S C R E A M.
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