I Have Nothing To Say

Here I am.
Sitting in my doomed body.
Strapped to my work chair.
Unable to exit my bedroom.

Never again, shall I allow myself to play the roll of the fool.
Only one so cunning and manipulative as you can prevent my will.

I am unable to say it.
I have nothing to say.

I hate living.
Living in this body extends the anguish and pain upon my soul.
I have lived a life in which I have prevented myself from feeling pleasure.
For what?
For you?
Why?
How ridiculous...

Why am I alone?
Am I really that pathetic?
I know I am lame.
I realized how much of an asshole I have been.
But its not me.
I blame it all on you!
Its your fault!

Stop my momentum.
Redirect my aim.
Show me what I have been seeking.
Allow me to have a chance at enlightenment.
I have seen the universe:
Through my own eyes...
And then some.
However, I looked back.
My friends!
How could I forget my friends!
I must save them.
I must bring them with me.
I can not go alone.
I need you here, with me;
Now.

Struggle to seek your own unconscious memory.
It will come to you in a dream...
In about 11 days.

My anger overwhelms me.
My love for you is unbearable.
I am hung up on the rocks in the road...
And I can not pick up my feet.
It is within you:
The power to save me.
You must realize that I would save you,
If it was the other way around.

I only care about you.
I care not, for myself.
I can only do to you what I would wish to be done to me.
I can not seek your approval;
And be denied,
Once again.



~theMuzzl3


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