My thoughts are my enemy Options

[d0nchikit0]

He's after me.
But I have nowhere to go.
Follow the path, the yellow brick road if you will.
Wearing no shoes, and my flesh slowly rips apart from my feet
as I run from the grim reaper.
I've hit rockbottom.
My feet stumble, trip all over each other as I lose control of them.
The grim reaper approaches...
I try to stay calm
but then.. but then..
but then.. f**k.

I see his scythe.. He's wielding it towards me.
Floating in the air.
I'm thinking
Wow... what could I have done to deserve this?
And then I remember... The pain I have caused everyone
including myself.
I'm the archetype of a flippant walking time bomb
or at least that is my doctrine.

I've been living an eon of indefinite lies,
and the grim reaper's here to change the dogma
that is my "life."

I get on my knees to beg him to stop.
He starts laughing... as if he is in complete euphoria.
I just sit..
and sit..
and wait.

The bastard punches me..
Why did you do that?
I say, spitting out blood.
He doesn't reply.

I try to stand on my two imbrued feet,
To run away.
But my feet have been overcome by something..
I can't even feel them anymore.

I scream in pain...
Maybe someone will hear my voice on this night that doesn't belong.
But no.

The grim reaper leaves..
I sit there...
motionless, helpless, almost bloodless...
yet I have these troublesome thoughts.

Isn't that something?
The thoughts I used to cherish and love
are now my enemy and my only priority.

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I did this during class one day.. I was really mad that day, as you can tell...
It was a really depressing day, but I thought the only way of expressing was to write.
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