2007
I wrote this a few years ago. I'm looking at it now, after having found it in an old folder, and it's hard; I can almost feel the overwhelming pain and the helplessness I had felt when I wrote this. The words don't justify the feelings, but I can just remember my hands had shook when I typed this and how...empty I felt.
I don't know, I just needed to put this somewhere so I can remember what it felt like.
Take me of my dignity and throw it into the fire, where it burns, melting slowly and scorching under the skin. And the time shall pass as slowly as the lone ember flickers, desperate to live until the oxygen is starved of it. So strip me of my dignity, and, in the darkness, the burning of the Sun, screaming inside of me, may it just bring me my salvation.