There I was. broken. beat. scared for my life, waist deep in sorrow and pain. my only friend being my inner thoughts, although they were constantly stabbing me in the back. Although I constantly try to get rid of this pounding oppression in myself, it still finds a way back into my un mended heart. I was gods broken toy, usless and not of any amusment to him anymore. so he tossed me away, like the trash that I am. I was once a demi-god. but now, I'm just the one angel left un-guarded.

This is just my way of expressing how I feel at the moment