Every Cut Tells A Story... Every Scar Is Another Memory... Another Chapter In The Story That Is Yours... The Proof Of All The Mental Pain And Anguish Endured By Every Human Being... Some People Want This Story To Be Read... Their Story To Be Told... Others Hide Their Story... Refuse To Have It Be Told... But It Must Be Remembered So It Is Still Written On Skin And In Blood For Only Them To Read... Used Only As A Reminder Of The Pain They Have Endured And How It Made Them Stronger... A Reminder To Not Make The Same Mistake Twice... Even Though We Usually Do... Every Little Cut Is A Chapter In The Story That Is Your Own... A Story You Control... A Story You Write... May It Be On Paper And Ink... Or Written On Skin In Blood... But It Is Your Story... You Must Decide How It Will End... You Choose Whether It Will End In Blood... Or Will It End In Happiness... The Story Written On My Arm... Will Never End... Until I Run Out Of "Ink" To Write It In... But It Will End In Blood... It Will End In Pain... No Moments Of Happiness Can Be Seen In This Story Anymore... A Story That Should Have Ended A Long Time Ago... Yet It Is Still Being Dragged Out... Only To Make Others Worse Off Than They Need Be... When Will My Story End? Who Will End My Story Since I Can't End It Myself? Who Will Save Me From The Long Drawn Out Story Of The Outcast? The Story That Is Impossible To End In Happily Ever After... It Really Is True... Not Every Story Can End Happily... My Story Will Be The One To End Miserably And End In Blood...
The Emonic Enigma · Mon Apr 27, 2009 @ 03:08am · 0 Comments |