Random Thoughts🌙

Out

Placing his hand over his throat he felt it again, still not accustomed to the feeling. It was like an odd feeling of sickness and nausea. As though there was something inside of him which he wanted to rip out. Was it words lodged in his throat? Was it his heart sinking in his chest? Was it his spirit dampening? It was something inside of him which he wanted to wrench out.
   Dropping to his knees he screamed as the pounding in his head got louder. "OUT!" It yelled. He tried to do everything to silence the voice, to dull his feelings, numb his being. He tugged at his hair begging for mercy from somewhere it would never come. Falling back he let his back hit the wall, his head resting against it, tears streaming down his face. He ground his teeth against each other, his eyes shut closed, his jaw clenched in aggravation. "Shut up," he groaned.
  His soul was shattering inside of him, each of the pieces lodging inside of him, making his insides bleed and sting. With great difficulty he pushed himself off of the floor and made his way over to the sound system. Mindlessly pressing play, one of the tracks started blaring through the speakers, drowning out the world around him. He made his way over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle, poison to his mind swimming in it. Moving over to the bed he popped the bottle open. His lips firmly pressed against the bottle, tipping it back, letting the liquid burn down his throat. His mouth tasted just as bitter as his soul. His eyes glazed over and his thoughts became murky. His head became heavier and the pounding became quieter. The world tilted sideways as his head fell back, the last thing escaping his lips was a soft murmur spoken to no one but the empty air around him, "Please..just get out..."