Just Go Away
When you look so far, all you do is look back at yourself wanting answers to questions you never asked. I've looked into the mirror a million times never wanting a million answers but just one! Why can't I see what they see, why can't I see what you see! What is that poison in me? where are the Horns? His son they say I am. His habits they say I have. His looks they say I have. But yet, just...yeah...just yet, why don't I feel like him? The indifference in me keeps me afloat from drowning in his memories. So here I am waiting for that answer knowing it will never come. Drowning in the most darkened of depressions and hoping for a helping hand. These thoughts don't let me be, they keep knocking on the door and I keep letting them in. Broken in all places and cannot be put back together. So, what do you see that I don't see? What do you hear that I don't hear? What do you feel that I don't feel? I asked not to be, I asked nothing from you but you gave ...