She once lived an infinite dream
Which became posessed and transformed
Into an eternal nightmare..
She became misunderstood to all who once saw her,
And all the people seemed to change direction but her,
But was it all in her head?
She felt lonely,
She WAS lonely she didnt even have herself,
For she was left behind when she made the wrong turn..
She became lost within her dead soul,
Trying her hardest to revive it,
But each attempt became a gunshot,
And battered her life until she laid broken
upon this earth,
she forced herself to stand back up and keep walking,
in what seemed to be the wrong direction..
the flames spill from her eyes,
And the acidic tears steal her life
and trickle off her cheek,
burning into the ground
Leaving microscopic patterns
As she walks backwards.
And the patterns were quickly covered
by the dust
which was kicked up by everyone elses shoes...
She was not allowed to be remembered.
But merely reminded of everyone elses success..
Her pulsating heartbeats,
Reminds her of her pointless life,
Filling her mind with recollections
Of pastlifes ending in failure,
the demons convince her that "history repeats itself"
All fate is extinguished, and burned in a forgotten memory,
Anger shreds every thing shes ever accomplished
Pride becomes the victim of a homicide,
And the murderer runs free.
He laughs inside her mind,
And butchers her weakened heart...
Tears up all of her dreams,
Then fills her brain with awful memories,
Memories that werent ever her own
But were injected into her mind,
Leaving her numb,
yet discustingly unsatisfied,
And lost without hope,
Without care
of being found.
Being a victim of her own hate,
Accepting the blame
and the fact that she will alwayz be moving backwards,
And in this world everyone walks by
Without looking back at what theyve passed
No double take.
Not even a first glance!
For she will never be good enuf to step forward...
She isnt even f*cking alive
Shes dead inside and aching for life
Aching for acceptance in this hellhole that we call earth.
And the people still just walk on by,
Not giving a f*ck about anythin else
but their selfish unvaluable lives,
Why the F*CK are they not walking backwards?
WHY is it that every attempt at stepping forward
Something pushes her back?
The unclean hand approaches her once again
Spreading its own uncurable disease,
Hate infects her entire body...
And an overwhelming dosage of hostillity
Fills her veins,
draining out all of her blood thru her tears,
Blood runs dry and shes still crying,
Still running backwards...
Preying for an obsticle,
That she could possibly suceed,
but with every prey she falls backwards,
And every fall hurts more than the last,
For she wasnt aloud to have hope.
shes passed the phaze of being misunderstood,
Shes no longer lost
For shes been found by her own demon,
Who held the gun that once threatened her,
And gained all power over her life...
Shes no longer lonely,
For she tried to step forward
And was shot in the soul,
That single shot
killed her last attempt to save herself.
BUt at least she tried.
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