The Lake

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I glanced at the refracted light on the lakes surface, the ripples changing the picture as small creatures moved in the depths of nature. The small sounds of the rabbits and bugs that lived peacefully echoed in my ears, causing a small pain in my heart as i once again cam to the realisation i was the only single thing in this area for even the moon had the small twinkles of the stars surrounding him allowing him to shine brighter then any other piece of debris in the empty vat of space. The glossy white light of the moon shone down on my back, to the animals in that lake i was a silhouette of a man, not the beast that i see myself as; the person that destroyed everything as they walked, the person that was unworthy of his friends and family as he sold his sold himself to a girl that would never love him back. I glanced at my arms, the fresh cuts leaked small droplets off blood that run as calmly as a transparent, trickling stream that ended on the ground, my life was leaking away same as my mental health. This useless silhouette a shadow of someone and nothing more, maybe thats all i was to them aswell. The birds chirped their songs as the slow forecasted drizzle began, i lent backwards and closed my eyes, letting the cold drops hit my pores and eyelids, chilling me slightly as i turned around to the dark, looming trees surrounding the lake. 

The rope hung there (the one that most kids have contemplated using but all chickened out of because of the danger) the broken swing that hung above the rocks. The broken swing that caused this pain in my heart, the swing where i saw that angel for the first time. Well she isn't an angel but she is definitely a part of gods imagination. The smile, the gestures, the walk, the height, the shape, everything about her dragged you in but the thing that hooked you was her voice; easily better then any ASMR her voice was a lullaby as the notes registered in your brain as pure haven. Compared to her i was a rat: unwanted vermin that was forcefully kicked out of the small town i called home due to my obsession over her.

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