Hello again fellow dark corners lovers..







Have you ever screamed saying NO and yet they still do it?

Sometimes I wondered, what did I do for me to deserved all this. Maybe I was the wrong

one. I’ll always be the wrong one. I’m disgusted with myself. But do you? After all that.









I remember each of the sensations of you touching me. I remember showering while screaming hoping it would shake off the pain and feelings. It never did. Yet now you can live as normal people do, while me? I’m stuck in this shithole you created. You made me a monster. I wish I never met you.



I thought that would end. How cruel the fate had on me. I even got bullied at school. What did I expect? Being touched in class wasn’t what I expected. But it happened anyways. I’m not even hot or sexy. There’s someone even sexier and hotter in my class. Why me? WHY ME? Worse is that the sexy girl paid him to sexual assaulted me. He touched me. It’s very disgusting. Why everywhere I go I got sexual assaulted? I do not wish to be me.



My parent’s always busy. Always. It’s funny that I cried begging them I want to stop coming to school. But i got labeled as lazy instead. I’m afraid to tell the truth. Why? Why am I so afraid of? Maybe because I always get hit at home that time. Don’t worry my parents are okay now. Im satisfied with them and how they’re now.



Oh how I wish I was as brave as I am today. Maybe that guy would be in jail. Maybe I’m not so fucked up in my head. Maybe. Maybe.. I wish I had a better life. I want to feel someone’s love and warmth rather than belts and pipes. I wish I know Algebra before I know dicks.



Sometimes I heard someone talking to me, to murder people or to commit suicide.

I do wish that I could do both. I wanted to

kill myself so badly. Maybe instead of

asking what did I do to deserve all this,

I should ask maybe I deserve all this.



Maybe I’m not a good person as I thought.

I shouldn’t even be born at all. I feel so

odd. It’s like I’m too human for human or

maybe too odd for a human. Who knows.



Most of the times I felt hurt by all the

people in my lives. Yet I can’t blame

them. I hurt myself too, so why should

they treat me with care and love?

















I only have one wish

before I die.



I want people to forget who I am. And even remember

that I was existed. Because even when I am alive right now,

nobody pays attention to me. Or even care about me.



Maybe there is but, I still felt this sorrow and ache in my

soul.