The beginning...

I wrote this a long tome ago. Many years ago actually. I think this may have been the beginning of my immrama... at least its the beginning of my descent into darknes.. and at such a young age..


As I stand in the lonely dark
With only an echo for a friend
I dream the dreams of friendship
Something long past for me.

Once or twice i had believed
That a voice called tenderly
But when I gave an answering call
My lonley echo came back to me.


----What gave them the right to laugh at me and torment me? How could they drive someone so young... barely eight years old.... to write something so sad..----