Call of the dead von abgemeldet (A poem collection) ================================================================================ Kapitel 1: Unwelcome -------------------- Can you feel this hatred, can you feel this pain, millions of staring faces everywhere, haunting you, following your every step. You are feeling so betrayed, nobody wants to be at your side, you know who they stare at, you know who they hate, and you just wanna run away and hide. Feeling so hurt, alone with yourself, your suffers remain unseen, while your soul seems like broken glass, you know you are unwelcome. A slap in the face, or just some mean words, it doesn’t matter to you, whatever they do, it hurts. You try and try and try, each day, all year, over and over again, doing everything to avoid being despised, but all your tries are in vain. Feeling so hurt, alone with yourself, your suffers remain unseen, while your soul seems like broken glass, you know you are unwelcome. Their demon’s eyes hypnotize you, it feels like being in chains, you can’t scream, you can’t shout, helpless bound by their evil gaze. Now you can’t move, can’t do anything, though your soul is torn apart, smashed into pieces, shattered dreams, a broken mirror of a broken heart. Feeling so hurt, alone with yourself, your suffers remain unseen, while your soul seems like broken glass, you know you are unwelcome. You want to die, right here, right now, just to escape this rotten life, the nightmare that binds you, this blood smeared killing knife. You hear them whisper, then laugh, you’re sure they’re laughing at you, one last time you wriggle, trying to flee, but it’s no use, they are killing you. Feeling so hurt, alone with yourself, your suffers remain unseen, while your soul seems like broken glass, you know you are unwelcome. Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)