Day 4

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After all these years you'd think that i would have learned how to let go. Instead i just dug deeper and deeper into the darkness, why do i feel so empty? After all my tormenter left, then i left the city where everything happened. I now have everything I need and will till i move out, but i'm actually fully dead. All i wish for is death, i know no one is coming for me and i've accepted this. Though i still hope for something that will never happen. After all it seems the person who has always had my back has finally forgotten the heavy weight I cause or she herself sought the door to the other side, but was allowed to pass through those gates I hope to see one day. I wish with all of what is left of me that she didn't. It's only supposed to be me that leaves she actually has or had a chance. Blank Pages will change this world in either the littlest way possible or wash over us like a tsunami that doesn't cause destruction. I have hope for what will be, do you?


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