I Don't Want To Be Monster (open)
Sept 10, 2013 22:50:04 GMT -5
Post by meiko on Sept 10, 2013 22:50:04 GMT -5
I didn't even make it home from work. I needed to run, to clear my head. Maybe fresh air will help. I could hear every footstep, every breath. My mind couldn't put everything together. Today I really had done it. I went way too far. That poor ,poor girl. Why would I freak out over her tripping!. "How useless are you! You can't even do the simple thing of walking! If your ever in the games you will be the first to go!"
I had to whip away a few tears, too many people were still around. I had to get far away. Before the tears start, last thing I need is my partents hearing about me crying. I ran faster and less in rythme. I probly looked like I was running for my life. I had to get out of sight before the tear took over. I fought down the lump in my throat. I could barely see through the welling up tears.
I finally ended up somewhere near the fence. I couldn't full see where, I just broke down and cried. I laid down and let the tears run. Taking all the pain and memory of today going with them She looked up at with big round eyes. She was hurt and scared. The fear shook me so hard. She was looking at me as if she saw a monster. Have I really become a monster. Someone that no one wants to see at night? Or ever at that, alone?
Wasn't that better, to be feared? I pushed the hair out my face. I knew my scare on my face was showing. But no one was around to see. I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes. But there was that look again and the tears started again. I wasn't to be strong.... not a monster. Not something for my own Distract to fear. I just wanted people to not talk to me and not be my friend. Not to hide when I come around. "B-but...that's what happeninggg" I let out and wail and covered my face while I cried. I really needed a hug. And god knows my mother and father wouldn't do that. I thought I heard footsteps. But I couldn't be sure. I took a few deep breath and fought back the tears. I wasn't about to let anyone see me cry and think I was weak. I needed my parents to be proud of me.
I had to whip away a few tears, too many people were still around. I had to get far away. Before the tears start, last thing I need is my partents hearing about me crying. I ran faster and less in rythme. I probly looked like I was running for my life. I had to get out of sight before the tear took over. I fought down the lump in my throat. I could barely see through the welling up tears.
I finally ended up somewhere near the fence. I couldn't full see where, I just broke down and cried. I laid down and let the tears run. Taking all the pain and memory of today going with them She looked up at with big round eyes. She was hurt and scared. The fear shook me so hard. She was looking at me as if she saw a monster. Have I really become a monster. Someone that no one wants to see at night? Or ever at that, alone?
Wasn't that better, to be feared? I pushed the hair out my face. I knew my scare on my face was showing. But no one was around to see. I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes. But there was that look again and the tears started again. I wasn't to be strong.... not a monster. Not something for my own Distract to fear. I just wanted people to not talk to me and not be my friend. Not to hide when I come around. "B-but...that's what happeninggg" I let out and wail and covered my face while I cried. I really needed a hug. And god knows my mother and father wouldn't do that. I thought I heard footsteps. But I couldn't be sure. I took a few deep breath and fought back the tears. I wasn't about to let anyone see me cry and think I was weak. I needed my parents to be proud of me.
