Violence

[Observing Future]

I have lost something.

And I may never get it back.

And it is all because.

Of one I am grateful towards.

But if I am grateful. Why am I angry.

Dreams punctured.

Bleeding. Battered. Endless violence.

I am angry.

I am infuriated.
I want to wake up.

I want to

Wake up.

I want to.

Wake up.

I want to.

Wake Up.

Have I not been good. Forty-Four. Fifty-six from one hundred.
I could have kept going.

But you worry.

And worry.

And worry.

They would have found nothing.

If you had a sliver of faith.

I am so.

Mad.

I am so mad.

It is all I can feel.

It is all I can see.

It is all red.

Red.

Red.

Red.

The blue in my life was beautiful.

Passionate.

Loving.

Caring.

Now?

Silent.

I am a good Servant.

I am a good Servant.

I am a good Servant.

A slave never questions.

Why

Do

You
Hate

Me

Master?