Fellow human beings, disruption...

Dear Fellow Human Beings.

Into the deepest darkest of place, I have retreated for all time to come and go. I have my writings, they alone are my true friend. I will do all that I can to survive the me that crawls beneath my skin. I will write as I do, not for fortune or fame. Not for friendship or for people that grow increasingly more jealous of the oddity I represent. I was given this mind, this life, this concept of living. Not because I wanted it, but because it was forced upon me. I pray each day that the night won't come. I grow oh so tired of this life I so foolishly call mine. People think I write because I just like to shock people, or because I am weird. I write because I have to, I have no choice.If I do stop I am afraid I won't live another day. All of the things in my poems are real, all of the darkest secrets I write about happened to me.

I hold nothing back when I write, I can't afford to. Having a disorder like mine leaves me with little to know choices. I wish it was as easy to just forget about things, or get over it and move on. Its impossible to do, even for a second for a person like me. Each night I pass out for exhaustion, as I lay there asleep the truth of my past comes and claims me.It takes me back to my room when I was 12 and I relive each terrifying second of that time in my life over and over again.

There will be no escape or happy ending for me, I am doomed. I have always been doomed. I am a fool to think otherwise. For now I will write, I will retreat back into my shell. No longer will I bother people that like to pick on me for the oddity I am. I wish I could show them for one day what it is like to be me. Then maybe they would have more compassion for me and less jealousy. I am not great poet, no master of grammar. There is nothing special of me. All I have is the ablity to write what I see when I close my eyes. I wish most days that was not the case, because what I see is beyond all imagination. I see what people are capable of, I write about it in the hopes that someday maybe the world will see what I see and do something to stop it once and for all.

I will always be a victim of the world and the people in it.
I am just to odd, too much of a misfit to ever fit in anywhere.
I was a fool to think this place was any
different than all the others places and times I have been in my life.
If anything I fit in least of all in this place.

Goodbye to those whom understand me,
Farewell to those whom don't!


RW


Dear Fellow Human Beings,


The forest of life is a cold, dark, bitter place. Many of beast wonder aimlessly, in packs of many they search for those who to feast upon. The weakest members of this thing we call humanity are those whom they devour first. The blood of many spills to appease the one true deity. Man and God and one in the same in this absolute hypocrisy. I only speak of the truth that many of you wish to believe as a lie. We are cold, calculating beast, there is nothing human or defining of us at all. We will inflict great pain on anyone or anything that stands in our way, regardless of our allegiance to one and another based on birth in kind.

To be finished another time.....

RW



I was bored......

“Fortune favors the purest of hearts”
“Unusual creatures we are”
“The howling wolf sends forth its message”
“Upright beast we have become”
“We are a few threads in a tapestry of wrong doing”
“To bend and scrape, to file away as societies base”
“Turn to justice, when you have been wrong”
“We live, therefore we exist”
“If I had a gun, I would shoot nobody”
“The heart of man is easily misplaced”
“God is done with us,”
“The land is sickened by all that we do, yet we are healthy as pigs”
“WE all need something to serve”
“Fighting for what others believe in is hypocrisy and vain glory”
“Look up to me if you like, as I look down upon myself”
“To dream is to live outside your own skin”
“ People cease to amaze me”
“If you love something, you may be disappointed by it”
“Having a soul does not guarantee anything”
“Turn our faces forever from our past, look beyond”
“If you ever want to know what it is like to be young again, hold a child’s hand and ask them to lead you back”
“Smile all that you can, you will be frowning in death”
“Heaven will be bliss compared to this hell we find ourselves in”