blood
sweat
tears
all required for something to be made
now required for something
to be destroyed.
I haven't seen emily in two weeks
during those two weeks
the voices haven't stopped once
they scream
kill yourself already
she's gone
she never liked you
she hates you
she believes us, not you
my tears mix with my blood on the tile
I'm getting dizzy
my breaths shallower
with my last bit of strength
I write a note
for emily
so she'll know why
and then finally
my mind is
s i l e n t
-Trace
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I actually decided to make this story longer so there's like three or four more chapters and an epilogue left
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Suffocating
Short Story{Coping: Book One} In which a suicidal boy who expresses his feelings in the form of poetry falls in love with a girl who knows all too well how it feels to have your own mind suffocate you. {WARNING: THIS WHOLE STORY IS TRIGGERING}
