Pain

Death

Song ~ Throne - Bring Me The Horizon
-
I was trying to run fast, as fast as I could but no matter how much I tried my legs felt like they were moving in quick sand. I looked back to see everything black, as I tried to yell for help my voice was muffled and I felt a thick liquid in my lungs. I started choking as I fell to the floor and watched as boold spilled from my mouth with every gasp of air I tried to take in. As I was trying to breath for air I swung my head around to see a figure standing with a black coat with a hood that covered his head and face. The coat was long and cover his body. He was facing me and watched as I struggled. My eyes were wide with fear but I was also in shocked to believe what I was seeing. Death.

He angled his head to the floor. My need for air stopped and I was able to take in a deep breath of air. I tried to get up and succeeded he slowly pointed to the floor and I looked down. I saw myself, not my reflection but me when I was small. I was running around in grass while my mom playfully chased me. I smiled and then as I was watching the image changed to my mother beating me.

I clearly remember that time. I got in trouble for spilling a glass of milk by accident. The image changed again to the first time I ever cut myself. I looked at my wrist to see them covered in blood. "No! Make it stop! Please!" I begged in panic. I looked at the figure to see him watching the reflection of my past on the floor.

I looked down to see quick flashbacks of different times I cut myself. The reflections stopped and the figure looked up at me.

With the blink of an eye death was standing right in front of me. I looked directly at him trying to see him but all I could see when ever I stared directly at him was myself with blood dripping from my wrists.

"You have escaped me to many times." It said in a voice that sounded endless and lost. His voice sounded tired and sounded like he was in need of life, but he cant escape himself.

I shook my head. "I was never trying to kill myself, I dont want this yet, im not ready, please I dont want to say goodbye!" I cried out.

He just stood there and raised his hand. "To many times." He said.

His hand was black and his fingers were long, his nails were long and cracked. He spread his fingers apart causing a cracking noise. I shook my head. "Please!" I cried.

Tried to move my legs but I was stiff. No muscle in my body would let me move. I was crying while I watched his arm move toward me. He covered my face with his hand and I let out a loud painful scream. It left like every cut that I had ever made came upon me all at once. I felt a warm thick liquid fall down my arms and as I yelled and cried out in pain I looked into him to see myself dying.

What I saw earlier when I looked at him was myself of what I look like right now with blood dripping from my arms. "Ahhhh!" I screamed in pain.

The pain was to much. I closed my eyes as hot tears slipped my eyes burning against the cold black hand the covered my face.

"Mia!" I heard someone call out. I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't open. "Mia!" I heard someone call out again. The voice sounded echoed.

I finally opened my eyes to see that I was tucked in warm and safe in my bed. I sighed in relief as I tried catching my breath thankful that I'm still alive and to see that my wrist weren't covered in blood.

"Mia are you okay!?" I heard a voice say. I looked to my right to see my aunt looking at me with concern.

"Yeah just a really bad dream." I said.

"Oh, because I woke up to you screaming like you were dying, so I ran in here as fast as I could." She said. "Oh sorry, but im fine now just a dream that's all, but what time is it?" I asked.