Hidden Pain, by LaShawnna Subscribe to rss feed for LaShawnna

No one saw his pain he hid it well, no one could see the
pain behind the mask. His pain wasn't from a tiny wound, his
pain was hidden, no one knew his mother was so cold hearted
that she wouldn't care if he lived or died. No one knew his
dad didn't care about him, and that he cheated on his wife.
His pain was a hidden pain that no one saw or heard of, they
tormented him which made his life worse. He's sick of all
the pain, the burns on his body show that. He writes a
letter, and sends it to the police, and goes back into the
house. He never thinks twice he puts the gun to his head,
and pulls the trigger. His pain was a hidden pain no one
knew until after he was gone, now they regret for not being
more nice to him, his hidden pain finally destroyed him,
inside, and out. 
  
Posted: 2005-10-30 14:38:52 UTC

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