A Storm of Words

ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤

She was lost

Unable to think

The choices were unfair

The decisions were tough

She was lost in a sea of doom

Drowning in despair

For she had been thrown off

The ship of Life

The unforgiving water forced its way

Down her throat

The unwavering current

Pulling her like a rag doll

Further into its depths

She couldn't see a thing

All was dark

There was no light

No shred of hope

To hold on to

Her breath was running out

Her lungs, slowly filling with water,

Refused to survive any longer

It was useless trying

Pathetic, even

Death was inevitable

It was clear to her

As bright as day

How ironic

The pounding in her ears grew rapid

Oxygen had run out

And so had her time

She couldn't cling to life any longer

Not that she wanted to

She had nothing left to live for

A painless death was all she could wish for

But even that couldn't be granted to her

Instead,

her breathing ceased

Her body convulsed

Her life was ripped away from her.

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the sound of her string being cut.

A

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was all it took.