Sorry if this sucks, I just wanted to write what I felt during a class today. Please, give me some feedback to improve ^.^
Separation
Loneliness is anguish.
There are only two she knows of that are worse.
The first of which is knowing that one's self deserves the burning suffering of being alone.
The other is unrequited affection, but that era has long passed.
Agony is unbearable for some. Though, being truly alone is the most wretched kind of all.
So few to trust, even less that stay near.
But the blame does not go to them.
It goes to she who killed when so young- she who took another's life.
No happiness shall be allowed to enter her soul, yet it still breaks in.
The pleasing times were spent with two. A male and a female.
He has been forced away, to a far away place.
Splitting emotions well up deep within her.
This is how life should be for her.
The female of the two is unwilling to open her heart to the once-murderous girl. She wishes the female would, and it causes her torment.
This is how life should be for her.
Companions slowing drift from her, abandoning her in the freshly fallen snow. She realizes this, and a warm liquid finally escapes from her eyes.
This is how life should be for her.
The time is beyond the grand horizon.
Soon she will obtain true solitude.
Eventually, her right eye ceases liquid flow, as her left did long ago. Both eyes never can express with petty tears again. That is to come.
Then her heart fissures, and she shall collapse into everlasting darkness.
To Hell with her.
This is how life should be for her.
Dwelling on what she must, until death comes to her.
Misery at her side.
No tears left to dry.
Now, she draws towards the horizon that will cause her end to come for eternity.
This is how her life should be.
Separation.
Isolation.
Depression.
Furiousity.
Darkness overflows.
The separation of her heart.
"Die a regretful death."
That is the final statement from her solemn mouth.
Separation of sanity.
Separation of emotion.
Separation of soul.
Separation of life.
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