19 August 2012
The girl put a hand to her head, the headaches had gotten worse. Had she really forgotten happiness? Or had life just not any left? Her breathing suddenly quickened, her heart pounded against her chest as if trying to break free and reach the powder. To escape from life. Her eyes darted around the room taking in the grey and depressing world that surrounded her. To be free. Her mind was craving the drug and screaming for it. Soon without realisation she was on her knees leaning over the table snorting up the powder greedily. Her world began to spin into a blur, voices screamed out at her and then everything came crashing back. Immediately within seconds everything had all changed. The cold, grey and dark had been replaced by the bright vibrant and crazy blend of colours that now surrounded her. The sun shone and the girl smiled. She stood up and threw the curtains open, sunlight exploded into the room swamping everything in a warm glow. She jumped onto the table and began spinning around her arms outstretched. She lost her footing and tumbled off of the table hitting her head on the cabinet as she landed. Blood trickled down her forehead. She burst onto hysterical laughter. The girl felt a sharp sting in her palm and looked down. Fragments of shattered glass lay around her her hand, like tiny diamonds tainted with blood glittering in the bright light.
Fragmented Soul Pt. 2 • Opuss № I