bitter_irony_of_homecoming ashmanzhou my parents came today to this place to free me from the cage which they pay to keep me in they wish to take me home on a few conditions they remarked on how this i was how drawn i was they want to take me home what i need is love they say the chance to meet and make friends not an overworked psycologist a cramped room and three meals a day they say the same mistake wont happen again but how can they make sure that i fail not in my quest to die cosmetic surgery too for my marred visage been saving up for eight months for it my eyes healed and scars made hidden but then a mention springs up of emma in death my heart still aches for her they embarrassed turn away they tell me her mother asked them not to allow me to her funeral and betray my rememberance she hates my dark soul for her daughter but a problem now my sister at home waiting i am never to see her she has never seen my scars they have not even told her my fate instead a twisted web of lies their faces eager watching me tears held for a gracious rush to plunge crying into their arms i do no such thing though tears well up i turn away they query me that i do not wish to go away i do not wish to travel from one prison to rot in another be it physical or otherwise i have lived eleven months here my soul resides here in pieces but the date is set four weeks and i travel home the memory of me burns their dreams i see not why my presence will heal them 030914 what's it to you? who go blather from