Diary of a Broken Child.
August 24, 2010 - 9:42pm — Kuva
Why?
Forget is such a horrible feeling...Right there beside regret.
I've forgotten something important.
Something? Someone.... Someone?? Something...
It's driving me insane, that empty spot within me, filled by ....something.
It was once there, completeing me, filling me, making me feel whole. No that it's gone, I don't know who I am.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Do I even exist in this world? Or am I just an invisible soul, destined to wonder around aimlessly, only ever to be spotted and feared.
Is that why they run? Do they run in fear, in fear of someone who does not remember?
I don't know anymore.
I don't want to feel anymore.
Death would be better.
