Nuclear Rage
EXP: 64,948, Level: 10
Level completed: 99%,
EXP required for next Level: 52
I was born into a cruel cold world of frost
Loved, cherished, wanted I was not
I was a bastard child, a monster, borne from slaughter
I was hated, scorned and jaded, beaten, lost, hurt
Cold, yet so enflamed, felt so alone
Nothing seemed like it could atone
For this sadness in me, the violence in me, except for
The yearning to fix everything, the weight of the world
I want to be a hero, like my cousin, knight in shining armor I knew
I want to be a healer, like the gentle father figure who pulled me through
I want to be a hero, I'll follow one into the unknown glooms
I want to be a healer, but only hurt meets me in this doom
I feel wrath again, I feel love again
Over and over, when will the traumas end?
I feel pain again, I feel hate again
Power I can't control and the losses of family and friends
I wish to explore the world, as wicked as it is
I wish to save the world from the unredeemable monsters' sins
I wish to stop the same hurts I suffered in
I wish to destroy all the evils, yet wonder, would it make me one of them?
Help, I hate this, I'm so confused
I rise up in the anger that easily consumes
I feel the shy shame of a life of harsh accuse
I feel so lowly, unworthy, but I want my own throne room
Last edited by Flamebird; 02-03-2021 at 07:56 PM.
"I can't be proud of anything. I am ashamed of everything."
"I gave my heart, my allegiance, all my energy for this and got nothing but ashes in return. What on earth did I do to deserve being chewed and spit out like this? Time and time again, it's all the same."
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