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Thursday, April 9, 2009


Angel...
Hello,

Years ago, I was given the title "Angel" by the friends who I had here. I couldn't find how someone could call me that, such a title of honor and value. I still find the similarities to be vacant, but I had accepted the title as a gift from friends whose oppinion I had come to greatly admire. However, I must question once again my right to hold this title.

I have found that I deal well with certain situations, almost too well in a sense. I have always found severing ties to be quite easy, in a manner of speaking it came so easily that I had no pain or heartache over burning a bridge to someone. I had attributed this to anger and the powerful force it holds in its raw form. I had embraced anger and allowed it to make these ties cut off quickly when I was younger, but recently I find that I can approach these matters in an almost cold manner. There is no emotion in it, and I seemingly end these ties without a second's hesitation. In the end, I must question my humanity as well as the title in which it holds.

Kelsey is among the friends who was there many years ago when I received my title of "Angel" and has shown herself to be a constant prescence in my life. I would question if you believe me to still be worthy of this, although I am afraid your faith in me is far too gracious. You wouldn't even need a second's hesitation to answer I imagine, and for that I am thankful, especially as it comes from one whom I consider to be an Angel.

Yet, I could ask those others who are still here, yet I am unsure whether they know me well enough for such a thing to considered by all rights something that can be judged. Whether by my own abscence or their own there a those here who I must say that I cannot be sure that I am still connected with enough for them to allow me such a judgement.

In the end, I think I must consider myself if that title of "Angel" still holds true. I would like to think yes, but I have found my character to be closer to a much darker creature. Whether that beast is a devil or simply the incarnate form of my anger, I have yet to see. In truth, the reality of the situation may be that I am a cursed one, whose one existence begets a sense of irony. I shall trust you however in that department and see what your thoughts are, whether you care to share them or not.

Until next time, best of luck with all that life throws your way.

Signed,
Kilwoon

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