They're all Gone.
Well, that’s just Too bad. Too Sad. Is it your Fault?
must Be.
Branch kneels, his breaths
Rapid and shallow, a whirlwind of Thoughts crashing in his head. The Silence feels Deafening, but inside, it’s a cacophony—Screams, Whispers, regrets swirling together, Drowning him.
“It’s All my fault! How could I Let this happen?” The mantra Spirals, pounding in time with his Racing heartbeat. Noise fills Every corner of his mind, a Relentless storm that won’t let him Escape.
Branch’s breath quickens, each inhale shallow
and desperate.
His heart pounds violently
against his chest, a frantic drum echoing
in his ears. Sweat beads on his forehead
as the walls seem to
closein
clsei
cle
|
around him.
“Get a grip,” he thinks, but the mantra
spirals out of control, drowning out
any rational thought. A wave of dizziness washes over him, and he feels
disconnected
from reality,
as if he’s watching himself from a far.
Panic claws at his throat, making it hard
to breathe, and he fights the urge to scream.
Every sound amplifies—his racing heartbeat,
the quiet hum of the room, the relentless
whispers in his mind—all merging into
a cacophony of dread.
He grips his knees tighter,
s e a r c h i n g
for something to anchor him
as the storm
rages
your sight
Fades
void of
life
void of
color
again
void of
love
you know,
im sorry.
right?
my love
is for you.
but maybe
my endless amount
simply wasn't
enough
*snap*
