lost

[fable]

i am beset on all sides by enemies,
and im cornered like a wolf by its pack,
becuase many of them were once friends to me,

all i ever did, and wanted to do, was do my part,
use all my heart, learn and listen,
lower my fists and combat injustices with love,

but now im being told that my means where wrong,
that- i can live with, im not above, taking critisism from whom i belong,
but they accuse me of making it personal,
but how do i react, when i surrounded by chastisment, breading shame eternal,

all i did, was give it my all, and now they want me to crawl,
becuase the improtance of one, is nothing vs the many,
but when many attacks one, OH MY GOD they killed kenny!
naw, but they cut off my legs, and then expected me to beg,
issuing me orders, then releasing me of MY creations, my tasks,
and im left alone, with nothing but longings of picking up the flask,
perhaps a return to the princess syringe,
may be icing on this cake, time from one last binge,

i want to call it quits, because those i loved, bit me and put me down,
attempted to hold me under chains, forcing me to the gound, but what of my gains, our gains, and our teamwork, you accuse me of deviation, but it was sacrifice for the creation of new oppurtunities, dealing with impunity, this wasnt for me, but rather all of you,
who i came to love, a courageous few,
but im done, and lost in my chaos feelings

and i dont know the next move, but i do know self destruction sounds appealing.