Chapter 1 - Prologue

I don't expect you to read this.But, somehow, it needs to be said, and this is the only place I can leave it.These words, this blood… everything you'll never see.The poems I wrote are pieces of me I can't hide anymore.I watch you, but you never see me.Can you feel my presence?What I would give for you to look, for you to truly see me.But deep down, I know. I know you'll never read this,never understand what I really am,what I really feel for you.Because everything I write is a desperate scream.Each word, each verse, is a shattered piece of me,a piece that will never reach you.These poems are stained with more than ink.I could never have the courage to show you,but what I need you to know is this...I love you more than anything.And this love, the love I could never show you,is going to turn into something much uglier.Because I can't control what I feel anymore,and all that will be left of me is this — words cut and twisted,stained with something that's no longer just passion.And maybe, in the end, it'll be too late for you to notice.