Sorrowful Goodbyes

Part 1

I lay there in the darkness only one consistent thought screaming thought out my mind like a broken record. I get up from where I lied and made my way to the bathroom; I sheepishly I raise my hand to turn on the light and face the mirror I felt like I was dead inside, having everything move in slow motion around me.

I look up at my reflection again; my hair hangs lose, my bangs almost covering my eyes, my skin looks pale and sickly with dark circles under my eyes. It's because I'm not sleeping or eating properly, I don't see the point of those humanly functions anyways; the only thing I could focus on was that it was my entire fault.

It was my entire fault;

Gripping the sink I look at myself with hatred. The temptation seeming to come easier than before, I could feel myself slipping into the darkness as my shaking hands open the medicine cabinet taking out a bottle of pills.

My brain screamed at me DO IT! You know you want the pain to go away this is your only way out do it!

Realizing what I was doing, I throwing the bottle of pills across the room watching them hit a wall and spill out onto the bathroom floor; I stare at them backing away in horror at the thought of what I was about to do. My back hit the closed door and I slowly start to slide down, meeting the floor as I raise my legs up and hug my knees; I start to sob quietly.

I just wanted the voices to stop, I wanted to escape, but I knew I couldn't.