the truth in me...

*spoken with Russian accent*

"have you ever felt pain so great,
that it makes you want to cry and shake?

that the people you loved and cared for,
are now just memories that tore?

the pain i know and feel every day,
never seems to go away,
its powerful grip,
makes me want to rip.

the good,
the bad,
the crippling pain,
causes me to go insane.

the thrill of a murder,
the excitement of killing,
just doesent suppress the pain im feeling.

you see me as a hard and emotionless soul,
a hard and straight foreword girl,

but if you truly look into my eyes,
the pain and insanity flies by.

the years of being lonely,
the pain is almost sickly,
i feel it in my heart and gut,
that i feel that you don't need me.

i may seem harsh and emotionless...

but underneath...

im in painful agony."

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i don't really have a back up to the poem i wrote. its just Mystic expressing herself about her pain, and her crippled life from the departure of her parents and family.

she is mentally unstable. she has cut herself, she has tried to commit suicide on many occasions. she has been to an insane asylum over 4 times, and has broken out of her straight jacket many more times.

(now that she has gotten out of it so many times, she now has one made just for her to keep her in it)

but anyways...yeah...she has had a very very very piss poor life.

i know that she is supposed to be me, but she is not. she and I differ greatly, but we still are the same.

she is basically made up of all the insane thoughts in my mind (that's the best way i can describe her )

so this is Mystic and i hope you enjoy~

Mystic (c) me

Poem (c) me