Cheerful Front, Impending Doom

It has been three days since I have been back home, if I can truly call it that anymore. I tried to be happy, but I couldn’t, so I put on a cheerful front. I don’t think anyone here has noticed, but why would they? After all, they have their own problems, don’t they? I think, maybe, deep down, they are as unhappy as me. But I can’t help them. Somehow, through all of the sadness, I managed to feel that something bad was going to happen, and now…it has. Is it wrong to want to kill people in their sleep for kicking you out of your home when they claim to love you? Maybe it is. I don’t care, it’s not like I’ll do it. I believe I still have some pity left in my heart for these people. But it seems…they just might let me stay. If they do…maybe I’ll finally admit I need help…and possibly get it.

-Pity the Lost for They Will Soon Sink Into Darkness