There were, no signs, no animal, scurrying away beforehand, no, it just came down on me!
The earth trembled beneath my feet, and, it took me, a very long time, to realize, that I’m not, on stable grounds, and as I’d come to my senses, I’d, tried to run into a safe place to hide, but, my body froze, in a catatonic state, and no matter how loud my mind SCREAMED out at it, to tell it, to M-O-V-E, it’s not, responding, god DAMN it!!!
not my photograph…
The earth trembled beneath my feet, I don’t know how to make it stop, I’m oh so scared, regressed, back to my, younger childhood self, when I slept through their, silent fights, and I could still feel the tensions building up between them right now, stiffening my muscles…
The earth trembled beneath my feet, as I heard the door slamming, signifying your leaving! Yeah, why don’t you just go again, huh? It’s not like you won’t, come CRAWLING back, BEGGING for my forgiveness, all over again, like that’s never happened before? Yeah uh, RIGHT!
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what my world felt like growing up, not my photograph…
Well, this time’s different, something’s gone inside, my heart had, completely D-I-E-D, as those words of anger from you, hurt me, for the very LAST and final time: I’ll SHOW you what an INGRATE looks like!
The earth trembled beneath my feet, can’t even count the total number of times I got, SEXUALLY MOLESTED by that ALREADY DEAD original sources of ALL things E-V-I-L, and those hurtful words you’re still SCREAMING out silently at me, you know, the ones that’d, found their way into the DEPTH of my heart through the EARS of my mind? Yeah, those! They’re just, NOT “registering” now!
silenced…like this…not my photograph…
The earth is still, trembling beneath my FEET, and this time, I’m the one, who’s, making the WORLD SHAKE, for I’m the only one who control the DIRECTION my life’s taking (uh, I W-I-S-H!!!). I may NOT have the abilities, to ALTER what is to happen in this god DAMN, FUCKED up life of mine, but I can, STOP this cycle of ABUSE that’s passed down from TWO generations before me, and, FOUR generations worth of ABUSE had been, LONG enough. Oh, did I say four??? I meant T-H-R-E-E as this FOURTH generation of MY god DAMN F***ING (still maxed out???) bloodline legacy (god DAMN it, why is there such a thing???) ends with ME, and I’d still died, before the age of THIRTY, and yet, I’m still, right here (don’t ask where)………
Life, the Obstacle Course 