It is during this kind of time when I, out of sudden wake up. My breath feel heavy as if it is being take away from me. My heart aching real hard as if somebody wanna pull it out from my chest. My memory fade as if somebody suck it from me. I'm not in my stable condition my darling, so please can you come and help me.
I want to put scars all over my body; every inch of it, so that you know how terrible I'm hurting. I'm dead. Moment of silent. They are awake--- the people; the boys; the shadow; the monsters. Wide wake, ready to conquer me; ready to kill me. In a blink of eyes, i become the prisoner of my own prison; becoming the murderer of my own self killing. The killer of my murder.
I want you to come and comfort me. Tell me " It's fine. I'm here" .
Tell them " It's not a good thing. I'm here" .
What can I say, even my darling is afraid of them; is hiding away from me. Not looking at me, closing her eyes real tight because she is in fear seeing me shower in blood; my own blood.
Darling do you know closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what is happening. In fact, things will be even worse the next time you open your eyes.
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Sleep; sleepless
Short StorySometime we couldn't sleep. Sometime we decided to not sleep. Sometime the darkness swallowed us up. Sometime we want the special one to be by our side for us to sleep in peace. Sometime we were awaken by the nightmare that won't leave us alone Some...
