Killing myself is not an option, but killing everyone around me is.

To be honest this life is a bore.
Everyday gets harder, and each step seems further away.

Am i to give up because of the challenges?

Am i to succum to their wim?
Bow like a servant and bark like a dog?

Believe their hypocrital lies and apply them to my life?

Do they wish to chain me with their instructions?
Tell me to behave when they're the ones breaking every commandment with no remorse.

Tell me to respect while they judge us for our past mistakes and point fingers while we pass.

Am i to be what they want me to be? Or be free.

i can not force myself to complete a task I would prefer not to do
I do not have the force to succum the painful vibes that you give off
i cant force myself to accomplish something that would not better me
Just like how you
you can not mold something into my mind that has no need to be there
you can not create half witted, unintellegent, simple minded, rules on how to survive in this world
You can not create a student. A student is created when there heart, and mind, and soul, and body, and every ***** in them is commited to something. You can not forge a person into you. We are our own people. And when i do make it in this world
YOU will not be granted permession to take credit for what I have acomplished.

Dear my cursed mind,
How I wish you would not torment so
When the darkness comes crawling
Unfurling its captivating shadows
Across the lonely, forgotten skies.

Dear my cursed mind,
May you please no longer hold me in your paralysing grip?
Let me go and succum to this state of fear.
Knowing that my thoughts and feelings are lost to a whirlpool of hypocrisy
Tormenting my very soul until it bleeds and screams out.

Dear my cursed mind,
May you please let me rest?
For you see I am so very weak and tired from fighting yoy
This never ending, passionate torment of heartbreak
Wreaks havoc across my days and nights.

Dear my cursed mind,
Please let me rest, even if it is just for a little while.
I have grown so weak
No longer able to stand your mockery!
I have destroyed everything you have asked me to,
Now I fear my own sanity is at steak.

Stuck
it *****.
I  succum.
End
so sordid.
I glance. I am gliding away.
The only soul in this dark alley.
I am suffering
it was a random
bow and arrow
attack.