Pain, The Only Feeling Left

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My silent screams fill the night as I hide the pain and pour liquor down my throat until I fade into a state where I can not feel. The pain is just numbed, momentarily replaced with another sensation but I can't escape it. No matter how hard I try it's always there. He arrives home to find me on the floor. Blood shot eyes, to match his fists. A night on the town full of fights and drugs. Mine replacing my pain, wishing I couldn't feel again. Drinking away the thoughts, the feeling of emptiness. Temporarily forgetting what he has done, turned me into. Ignoring the fact that he's covered in blood, a mix of his own and who ever got in his way.

Just a normal routine. Full of temporary fillers, to fill up how empty we are. We are soaked in pain. Mine caused by his actions. We're just a regular teenage couple, a relationship built up of lies and pain. But I can't leave now. He's my everything. He's all I have left and all I want.

Tears stain my checks, blood flows out, I escape. One cut, just one, one to get me through. One to release the pain. For a few seconds my problems fade away and I feel as though I have control but moments later they just rush back to haunt me. I'm suffocating in this dark world.

I love him. With all he has done, all he has put me through he has my heart. He has destroyed me but he was the one to put me back together. I need him. I'm his. I can't live without him but he's what's killing me.

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