Random Thoughts🌙

Tu me manques

  This girl sat there breaking apart. She didn't know how long she had been crying or how many tears she had shed. As she glanced at the clock looming over her she could barely make out the time through rheumy eyes. Maybe it was 2 am? That's what it seemed like on the clock. As every second ticked she felt herself dying, falling apart and fading. She had been hurt so much. How much more suffering and agony did she have to go through?! How much more pain could she take before she realised that it was the end, the last straw. How much more does she have to sacrifice, how much more does she have to give, how much more of herself could she lose before there was nothing left?
Everyone kept saying it was for the best, that it was better to get through this now than in the future. That it would be better to just leave it all behind, forget it and move on. How can she do that?! How can she so easily just let go of someone who had become a part of her, who played such an important role in her life. Who would be her support? Who would help her find her pieces and put them back together? She had had enough of people making decisions for her which were the "best" for her future. She was breaking apart. The beautiful glass castle had been shattered. It didn't shatter immediately. No. It took several hits, each contributed into making the glass weaker, more vulnerable until it all fell apart. The thing about being hurt is that it can only be done by people who you care for and love.
Now her soul was dimming, her bright light had been snuffed out. Pain, Sorrow, Hurt, Loneliness and Agony had won. They'd finally overpowered and taken control of that girl. Now she could feel herself dying, diminishing to nothing but a shell of what she once was. Her heart ached while her veins kept pumping poison killing her slowly.
She had fought so hard, so hard to not let go, so hard to keep everything and everyone. In this battle she had hurt herself so many times but she didn't care. All she could think was that all the blood and tears were worth it, it was worth for the ones you loved. But it was no use. She had lost the battle and now she was left to tend to her wounds.
As she sat alone at this odd hour her only companions were her demons which were feeding off of her soul, Darkness dragged her nails down the girl's arm, Loneliness came and brushed his fingers across the girl's cheek, Pain and Sorrow wrapped their claws around the girl's throat, suffocating Joy and Hope.
As these guests gave her company another figure arrived and watched from the sidelines. Death watched on and finally offered the girl his hand. The girl craved to feel that release and be liberated. And as Death beckoned her she glanced between him and her guests. She looked between their soulless, empty eyes and Death's welcoming hand; then, she made her choice. She wanted nothing more than to escape with Death. With one final force she pushed through and let Death take her away from all her companions. And for once she felt nothing but peace...