Foliage is all I can see as I fall into the abyss that is my death, my doom, my salvation. I wasn't pushed over the edge, oh no. I did that just fine on my own. You see, I have a certain issue lurking around. He burdens me constantly. Harassing me, stalking me. He calls himself my savior. I wish he were right. But he isn't. I know better. But, do I really? After all, what is all this blood doing here? What is it doing surrounding me? I think he knows. I think he knows very well. After all, he was the one who caused it in a way. He was the one who erased all light out of my life, literally. You must be wondering his name, right? Well, his name is depression and you should really look behind you.
He's waiting.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Dictionary Drabbles
ContoI'm doing a thing where I pick a word randomly from the dictionary and start a VERY short story off with that word. Here are the results. These all have a dark theme, so if you don't like mentions of blood, suicide, bullying, etc. please beware. I w...
