The River Always Flows, Despite the Dam.

        The last thing I remembered was something hitting the back of my head, and me blacking out. Weird right? I thought so too. Anyways, I basically woke up on a hospital bed, with my dad (who was finally sober), at my side. He acted concerned, but I saw through the bullshit. His face showed concern, but his eyes shone with anger. The nurse was talking to him, saying it was Derpy who was flying through the air, and had hit me.

‘Figures it’d be Derpy....the only pony i can’t say hates me’ I thought, with a scowl on my face. My dad looked back at me, and his eyes gave me a look that said quite simply: “You’ll take your punishment later”. I didn’t want to think about it, but I knew the reason he was going to punish me is because he thought I got in a fight and didn’t strike back.

        ‘He assumes the same damn thing, every single time!’ My thoughts were full of anger, yet they were clouded with exhaustion. I laid my head back and slept throughout the rest of the school day.

----------few hours later--------

 I had been sleeping for hours, only to be woken up by the last bell.

‘Shit, guess who’s about to be ridiculed as soon as he leaves this room?’ I decided to man the buck up and move on. So, having that mentality, I walked out of the room....and straight into Rampage, who was alone for a change.

        ‘I need to be mature about this...’

        I walked up to him, knowing full well that even though I’m a few inches taller than him, he looked down on me as if I were a worm. He thought he was greater than me, he thought he was better than me in all aspects, and he showed me that he thought so every chance he could.

        “Hey there, Rampage” I wanted this conversation to be short and not-so-sweet for him, so I decided to end this conversation within the first few sentences.

        “So, Red, what the fuck’s up? The only ponies you talk to recently are Derpy, and Clairvoyant. I want you AWAY FROM MY MAREFRIEND!” With each shouted word, he pushed me closer to a hallway wall. He smelled of anger, which was weird. I didn’t know emotions had scents. His green eyes were ablaze with possessiveness and rage. He didn’t want me anywhere near his marefriend. For what reason? I couldn’t tell you, I don’t know myself. The anger in me was rising though, and ponies were watching us. I could spot Clairvoyant, Derpy, The Mane 6, and a ton of ponies that i didn’t know flood the scene. The tension was so tight you could cut it with a knife. Rampage’s bloodlust was overriding my sense to think.

        “Look, Rampage. I don’t want to get in a fight, and i’m not hitting on your marefriend, so fuck off” Probably wasn’t the smartest thing to say, I felt the hoof coming towards my face before i saw it. It struck me hard, slamming my head against a wall. Blood dribbled out of my lower lip, and I spat it in his face.

        “I will NOT take your shit any longer!” I shouted, and walked away. Another dumb idea, as Rampage took the opportunity to slam a hoof into the back of my wings. I panicked.

        ‘NONONO! MY WINGS! MY SCARS!’ My wings were straight up due to him grabbing my wings, revealing the scars. I forced them down, and darted out of there as fast as i could, jeers following me as I left. I cried as I went straight home, grabbed the 2 things that made me happy, and flew towards everfree forest, not caring anymore who saw my scars anymore. I wanted to smell the sap of the forest, hear the silence, feel that nobody else was around

        The two items I brought along were my blade, a wicked curved blade. Still shiny and smelling of oil from its daily sharpening. The other item I brought was my guitar. These two things were the only things that could keep me happy in times of depression. I picked up the knife, glanced at the ridged and serrated steel. This instrument was my happiness, my escape. Flipping it up, I caught it and brought it down on my left front leg, carving a huge x into my thigh. I picked up the guitar and started playing a song I loved to scream

I close my eyes to no avail

Three days of aching sleepless

I wish these sheets would suffocate me while I wait

I love the cuts that make the lines

Arranged in beautiful designs

I fight with a sharp side of a razor blade

It's not right I can't escape the choice I made

One last chance to get me through tonight

One last dance with the lady dressed in white

I lost myself I lost my alibis

One last time to feed the enemy inside of me

It's getting harder to inhale

A quick fix to clear my secrets

Eyes die alit and stop the winding second hand

It turns the hours into days

Behind the sunset my life fades to gray

Alone again with a razor blade

It's not right I can't escape the choice I made

One last chance to get me through tonight

One last dance with the lady dressed in white

I lost myself I lost my alibis

One last time to feed the enemy

It's quiet now

Like the moments after a murder

The younger me inside

Can't believe the things he saw tonight/

Face to face I'm screaming at myself

Face to face I'm screaming at myself for help

Tonight

Tonight

Tonight

Tonight

Tonight

Tonight

Tonight

One last chance to get me through tonight

One last dance with the lady dressed in white

I lost myself I lost my alibis

One last time to feed the enemy inside of me

Inside of me

One last chance to get me through tonight...

I finished the song and started crying. The blood streaming down my leg causing pools on the ground, and the iron smell of it. Little did I know another pony was listening, and saw the cutting, the guitar playing, and me crying. The pony was crying too, and it ran off in the opposite direction, leaving me to wonder who it was. It dropped a note though, and I picked it up. It was written in blood, and simply stated:

Forgive me.

A/N: this one was a bit rushed. Forgive me if the quality is less than amazing. :D