It's annoying how life gets you when tough when it is least expected, One moment you are happy and nothing can tear you down, you've got all you need beside you. Then next you are asking your self Where do I go from here?.
I was asking myself that question Where do I go from here?.
life just thought me reality can be a bitch
The images of my parents bodies in pieces was all I could remember from the night my parents were massacred in a bloodbath by a black shadow, a man whose face I never saw but the fear he left was so sinister and soul crushing to say the least I was scared that night, I was weak.
He killed them with no mercy, in my sleep, I didn't even get to say good bye. He ended their lives like they were nothing but low life animals my parents were dead before I got see their smile or hear their constant nagging.
Memories of a weak me flashed as I watch so stupidly as it took life out of my little brother snapping his neck, as his body dropped to a lifeless pulp.