Non-Traditional Story
The Chain
I hate you.
What--you aren’t surprised?
Didn’t think I wouldn’t harbor any hard feelings from those years.
Those years of terror, and nightmares.
Of course I wouldn’t harm you, that requires me to do something.
And frankly, I have moved on.
Can you see me among the darkness that I inhabit?
Do you see the secrets, and lies I spread?
See those threads of light that line my center of existence.
The lines where light and dark blend to create a plethora of colors.
That mark where you hit me,
remember it?
I remember it well,
those years of fear, and uncertainty.
I will always remember what you did.
Yet I still love you;
why is that?
Those tests to break me down yet I still stand.
Am I still able to feel because of the past?
I know I walk the lonely path devoid of light.
That is why I carry the torch inside me.
So that I don’t need anybody to hold me up.
I will rise like the phoenix of legend to rid myself of your mark.
This isn’t meant to spite you.
Rather to ensure I go farther than you ever will.
Some individuals say I hate people;
I don’t hate people unfortunately.
I have a cold disdain for those who are silent,
and I hate those who act superior to their fellow peers.
That’s what you taught me.
Are you proud of that?
Sure my tendencies are seen as malicious.
But they are not.
They are just observations on people and society.
Of course there are those who wish to silence me,
but they will find out that there are more people like me.
And you can’t silence the population,
you can only silence those who listen to your propaganda.
And to be honest,
I won’t listen to your false promises;
and I won’t eat your poison,
because I know what it entails.
Of course I can’t ever be rid of your existence mentally.
But I can move on from your physical shell,
and eventually forget about your total existence.
But inside my soul,
I know I will forever be bound to you.
I hate you.
What--you aren’t surprised?
Didn’t think I wouldn’t harbor any hard feelings from those years.
Those years of terror, and nightmares.
Of course I wouldn’t harm you, that requires me to do something.
And frankly, I have moved on.
Can you see me among the darkness that I inhabit?
Do you see the secrets, and lies I spread?
See those threads of light that line my center of existence.
The lines where light and dark blend to create a plethora of colors.
That mark where you hit me,
remember it?
I remember it well,
those years of fear, and uncertainty.
I will always remember what you did.
Yet I still love you;
why is that?
Those tests to break me down yet I still stand.
Am I still able to feel because of the past?
I know I walk the lonely path devoid of light.
That is why I carry the torch inside me.
So that I don’t need anybody to hold me up.
I will rise like the phoenix of legend to rid myself of your mark.
This isn’t meant to spite you.
Rather to ensure I go farther than you ever will.
Some individuals say I hate people;
I don’t hate people unfortunately.
I have a cold disdain for those who are silent,
and I hate those who act superior to their fellow peers.
That’s what you taught me.
Are you proud of that?
Sure my tendencies are seen as malicious.
But they are not.
They are just observations on people and society.
Of course there are those who wish to silence me,
but they will find out that there are more people like me.
And you can’t silence the population,
you can only silence those who listen to your propaganda.
And to be honest,
I won’t listen to your false promises;
and I won’t eat your poison,
because I know what it entails.
Of course I can’t ever be rid of your existence mentally.
But I can move on from your physical shell,
and eventually forget about your total existence.
But inside my soul,
I know I will forever be bound to you.