Eyes of Pain

Life hurt. With every breath and every heartbeat, the wound grew deeper. He was gone, I HAD to let go. Funny how I could tell someone to move on, and I found it hard to do myself.

Tears flowed freely, burning my flesh like acid. Happiness was sickening. It would come and take all you had and leave you. Like a whore. Like a gold digger.
I started shaking violently as my body changed from human to beast. The process was painfull, but could never compare to the pain of my heartbreak.

Gone.

My clothes were now torn pieces of cloth lying on the ground.

After that, I ran. I ran through the woods, through the town, and away from the life I hated so much.
The moon drove me mad. I wanted to banish it, to have complete darkness. Damn, this curse he had bestowed on me.

Love and hate played an evil game. Close in companionship. They taunted and teased my mind, making it impossible to think, impossible to breathe. I wanted out.

Voices laughed and mocked me.
LET ME BE! I scream at them. They leave. Once again, I push something away from me.

Dreams and hopes broken to bits. Karma laughed down on my poor little parade.

I ran, but went nowhere. He was still here, in my mind and his knife had brutally destroyed my heart beyond repair.

Why did life do this to me? Why couldn't it just let me be?