The quiet journey of a loud mind

Whispering betrayal

Through the darkness, A lonely voice beckons. It whispers agony and betrayal. It sends shivers up my spine, freezing my body. Numbing me, making me recoil, making the pain become more apparent, and creating a river of distrust; in which I drown. As I drift into unconsciousness, I am tortured by the exaggeration of a betrayal brought to life in ecstasy. A touch that was mine , a misplaced kiss, and a connection made out of spite. So I stand, pulling my destruction closer, hoping that death will come not come at the mention of a lie or the freedom of the truth.