dariennne

I am done. I've given up. I'm through... I am tired of trying, tired of crying and tired of people like You... In all my miserable life, people have kicked me, treated me like dirt... Only a few have gained my trust and my heart. But then soon they too stabbed me in the back, twisting it to the hilt, opening up old wounds... To watch me bleed out slowly in agony, their stained hands still holding the blade, as my blood drips to the cold hard cracked floor... Each time with the most wicked of smiles, as if their joy is to torment and upset me. To make me suffer and hurt more than the last... Each one had known the pain I harbored, from p