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Chapter 6 He smiles menacingly, knowing he's triggered an emotional response from me. He claws on my arm and draws me nearer whispering the same words into my ear.
Evils newest serving drone, With a heart as cold as stone, Tears that never bleed, Her brain the only seed.
A million stars shone above as I watched you walk away. Enveloped in despair because I knew you wouldn't stay. You tore my heart out readily then threw it to the floor.
The smell of alcohol. From your breath. Again. I want to disappear. Again. I want to scream, cease to exist, tear myself apart. Again. I have to escape. This labyrinth. From myself. From the smell.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, March 13, 2013. My parents are going to court again. As always, my mom is accusing my dad, who hasn't accused her yet, which I know he will.
Now noxious , auh wanna vomit. What's the matter. Well let me just comment. Boss Lady's tone, the heartless unsympathetic tone shows her unconcern to ones personal instabilities, alone.
Let me walk the streets, My soul now cold, Let me live between sheets, For I am now sold. Here is my body, My love will cost more, my life we'll embody, Dead to the core.
I trusted you. Not to hurt me. To add another cut to what I thought couldn't get worse. You proved me wrong. Because now, There's another place That marks my hurt. You promised me.
The promises died in his icy white breath, His eyes glazed glass -lucid looks bereft. His smile upturned with a broken breath caught Mid-sentence -did he part, those secrets untaught.
My mind is a mess of my thoughts inside. Every-time, wishing it was me that died. Lost in seas of blackest tar. All alone, at least thus far. Never did she ever think, future.
The sky was dim when I knew something was awfully wrong, my dog was howling almost to match the wind. I thought it was is instinct. Or was the correct answer pain.
Lonely lullaby lost in the tides of time, repeating itself to avoid the bottomless pit of oblivion, a black hole made of the sweetest memories and of lost hopes and abandoned wishes, slipped from...
Chapter Forty One Everything Hurts Caden lied on his bed, while letting his phone ring.
I stepped in the elevator on my deepest of days. Thinking of the sorrow I've endured for years. Thinking about the scars on my wrists and stomach. Thinking about why they are there.
Up above me is a ledge. I remember being there. Three bottles of beer ago. And in front of me are parts of a girl. And a broken shop window. I remember writing. I remember jumping (or wanting to).
So confident in you was I. That when you left it made me cry. I still remember that horrible night. Me sitting staring through the bite. At the peeling white i watched.
We stood with knives in our palms, Red blood stains all over our arms. I panted as I watched your eyes And swiftly silenced your desperate cries.
[B]lack rose, dark shroud on [L]ife grows weary, grows night [A]nd day merge into Grey [C]an you see me mummy.
Imagine me A skeleton A shell which once you loved Imagine me And you a bully Me a victim whom you shoved.
#acrostic. #fiction. Heat of the lovers bind,. Eerily was lost and left behind,. Abstract love took its place,. Reeling in lies and abuse became our disgrace,.
Crying Crying Slowly dying Screaming Screaming No one hearing Can't cope Can't cope Now she's Lost hope Knowing Knowing Where she's Going Family Family Say "It's a...
Popping pills, Because it was my heart that you killed Last night. Tonight I'm taking a one way ticket At the cost of my life, The price is no gimmick.
Daisies fall As winter stole summers thrill. Long nights Of missing your perfect will. Morning light As the story grows ever old. Icy heart Your voice everlasting cold.
Tick... A bead of sweat creeps down my spine... Tock... Turn my back so she can't see my cryin'... Tick... Fingertips sensitive to the lightest touch... Tock... How can my ego devour itself so much...