Years-of-Fears
New Here
I have become a ghost that haunts my own mind...
My own reflection frequently terrifies me as I see the outer shell of the man... not a boy.
The outside of me has moved with the normal passage of time, my mouth opens and speaks adult words with adult tones... Yet inside I am frozen... A knot tied in the cord of time.
Seven... I am still seven years old and a demon has just destroyed all I was and all I had the potential to be...
What remains?
The "mechanism", the thing that I became to mimic and puppet my way forward though time.
It lays broken now, finally unmasked by its failure to be as they, "the normals", are.
I have been caught out.
They know I am not "fine" like they want me to be.
The battlefields of my mind have finally reached my eyes portraying my true fears.
My mouth too has begun to spill sorrow from its lips...
I ask you to forgive me this... I have become a blight to happiness.
My years of fears now soak me and a one time encounter now visits me more and more each day, each night...
The one has become thousands.
How can I be this...
I am so ashamed.
I'm looking for those who may know what land lays beyond this point, for I am now beyond the edge of my map and am very afraid I may drown in my ocean of tears...
My own reflection frequently terrifies me as I see the outer shell of the man... not a boy.
The outside of me has moved with the normal passage of time, my mouth opens and speaks adult words with adult tones... Yet inside I am frozen... A knot tied in the cord of time.
Seven... I am still seven years old and a demon has just destroyed all I was and all I had the potential to be...
What remains?
The "mechanism", the thing that I became to mimic and puppet my way forward though time.
It lays broken now, finally unmasked by its failure to be as they, "the normals", are.
I have been caught out.
They know I am not "fine" like they want me to be.
The battlefields of my mind have finally reached my eyes portraying my true fears.
My mouth too has begun to spill sorrow from its lips...
I ask you to forgive me this... I have become a blight to happiness.
My years of fears now soak me and a one time encounter now visits me more and more each day, each night...
The one has become thousands.
How can I be this...
I am so ashamed.
I'm looking for those who may know what land lays beyond this point, for I am now beyond the edge of my map and am very afraid I may drown in my ocean of tears...