Sad

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Sad thing I wrote.  I'm just not okay right now and I needed a way to get a little bit of it out of my system.

"Sorry" I whisper as tears stain my flushed cheeks and sobs fall from my gasping mouth. I use my blood covered sleeve & wipe the evidence of sadness away. The feeling of being worthless, annoying, sad, angry, and numb all at once still lingers however. It courses through my veins like my thick Crimson blood. It has become apart of me. It has my DNA. It has my fingerprints. It will be with me for the rest of my life. There is no escaping its dark, long, black fingers that wrap around my body like vines. It squeezes all the air from my lungs, suffocating me slowly / torcherously sucking every ounce of life I have left until there is none. 

I'm left a soulless body.  Nothing able to bring me redemption. 

I'm dead.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 31, 2015 ⏰

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