Subtracting my thoughts

3

I sit in loud loud loud silence.

It screams so hard at me and all I can do is cry in the unforgiving darkness.

I look at my legs and blame it on them.

I grab my two limbs, and I dig my nails in deep trying to feel, feel the light that fails me from within.

I miss them, I swear I do, my family.

"I promise!" I scream.

The blood comes up and it makes me cough, " fuck!"

I lean over and my stomach jolts me into throwing up the food I ate last, nothing.

My breaths become shallow and all I hear are my bowels.

The wall's sounds are louder, and begin to turn, letting me now it's time. Time for the judgement, brought up from the many words I once said.

○The life I once lived, before I died●

I see the screens flash before my stinging red eyes, it's a boy I knew. He* never felt in place, so I told him he would never fit in with the human race.

He decided to leave, and I laughed instead of grieving when passing by his grave.

The pain. It seers my skin telling me that my fake smiles would never had win.

"Damn it I know what I did... Do you have to show me?!"

The blackness around grabs me and crushes my bones in its firm grip, the blood starts to drip.

"Please!" I breathe out!

It starts to laugh and puts me down.

"You belong here now, don't act so innocent you clearly resemble us, you have demon eyes as far as I can tell."

I looked at the broken worlds that seemed to suddenly surround me.

Broken glass

Crushed up bones

I already feel so alone.

And this is how it all started: how I was made.

This is my fate

* He was not aware this boy he told this to, was himself

-white demon