Haunting Memory

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Title: Haunting Memory

Author: A Childer


I sit here now lost, alone, betraied, longing for the days past I and forever incased in biterness and hate as the darkness surounds my tattred body.

oblivion is blis compared to my suffering choas is peace to my rage.

Now i withdraw from the light and enbrace the darkness wellcoming it urgeing it ever closer.

RRRRAAA I SCEARM IN TERROR the voices in my head the never seece to torment me they taunt and tess me with memories of my life of all the ones who had power over me and all thoses who used me for their own gains or pleasure. I am in torment, confusion uter chaos.

The darkness folds in on me i try to hid but to no avale. i let losse my fears i enbrace what sweet death have brought me Death sweet death.

darkness complet confining and confoting. Cold wet icey chill of the shadows that invelope me. For a moment there is peace silence and calm. And then and overwelling urge to kill and die againg and again. enbracing the passion and thrill of deaths sweet touch. come to me death in my head come grant me your memories Give to me all the knowlage you hold i call thy name

--writen in a text not none to many the true name of death--

and again darkness and pain and cold icey breath is all that is felt. the pain in my head grows once more as a flood of past knowlage rushes in to my mind i must be free i must have control give this to me oh Master of the abbys give i comand thee give, Blackness calm surenatiy and finely knowalge,.

To wake to the sites never seen with human eyes. the would in its true colors and the body feels its waight and the heart the heart feels oddly seren and yet unfeeling.

Now it is my time to relearn my feelings to relearn to have passion and lust to have love and desier. It is my time to learn and in the learing i will be free and i will live forever.

This was my gift.

This was my turning my trueself And i will never turn back and will always be greatful to my sire for the gift of forever.

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