That’s fucked up.
Ben Moores was set upon by 15 “youths”, and was called a “mosher” and a “freak” while the assailants kicked and punched him. The teen attackers pulled out clumps of Ben’s hair as they stomped on his wrists.
Moores believes he was attacked for his long hair and black clothes. He…
Love.
Everybody’s got that thing that makes them fucking scream in pain. It’s different for everyone, but the method to the madness is all still the same. You think that the chains are strong enough to hold you back but they end up breaking and you fly forward and you suddenly hit the ground. You look at yourself and you realize that you’ve shattered yourself, or at least I do. And I also look at myself, and realize I was too weak to keep it together. I thought that we would be forever just like we had said, but all that words we had spoken had buried us alive instead. I still breathe just so that one day I hopefully can hear your voice again. But I know that the only voice I’ll hear is trapped inside my head. Yet still I never wonder if I am insane, because I know for sure. I’ve lost my mind, but have enough sanity to admit it. I never wonder where my state of mind has gone. Because I know when you left you took my sanity along. The thoughts of you leave a crater deep inside my chest, because every day I’m reminded that I’d given up the best. My ears were deaf, and my vision had been blind because any common man could realize the greatness that he’d find when he stumbled upon you. It’s a wonder to me whether you think about me too. But then I realize I’m probably not even worth your time, just like this meaningless part your reading so I can rhyme. I’m not beating myself up, for you cannot beat that which is dead. Stepping off a building to slumber in a concrete bed. I can’t believe I never stayed by you, cause now everyone I see I wish it was you, too. But instead I trapped myself and set my world ablaze and watched it all fall down with a painless gaze. I don’t type this for remorse or sympathy to be sent my way. I type this purely so you know I think about you every day. Everybody’s got that thing that makes them fucking scream in pain, my fucking sore is knowing my efforts were suffocated all in vain. Cause after everything that we’ve been through, theres been a constant thing that has been true, and that is that my greatest pain…
Was you.
