Don't Go || Fransykes

Forest

srry it's taken so long to upload but enjoy :))))

Trigger Warning/wow already?/yeah.

Oli's POV
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The clouds darkened in the distance and the sun was slowly setting. The leaves that littered the ground were under my shoes and crunched with my every step while the very few leaves that were left on the trees ruffled.

Most of the trees stood exposed, no leaves to hide their imperfections. A cool, crisp, fall breeze washed over me as I walked before leaning up against one of the naked trees, soon to be covered in snow.

The breeze blew my long, brown locks up and into all directions. I shivered and sat down at the trunk of the random tree, throwing my backpack to the side of me.

The leaves crunched loudly from all the sudden weight before it went silent and I was left to hear the sounds of nature.

I listened as the birds tweeting quiet down, the crickets start chirping, and the sounds of a small river quickly flowed in the distance.

Fall always a weird affect on me. It makes me... think.

I have being alone and it is so isolated out here; but I like that. It was my normal to other people's weird. It comforted me but at the same time it drove me insane.

The isolation is quite pleasing at first. It gives you time to think and get things off your chest really.

But the isolation and silence start speaking for it self. It brings panic, pain, and anxiety, anger and hate.

Eventually, everything starts crumbling down on top of you, and you can't breathe. Your life is slowly ruining.

You long for the feeling to not feel at all but to feel something at the same time that isn't the feeling of pain, hate, anger, etc.  

It's like going underwater during a strong tide and not being able to come back up for air, so you drown.

But my demons don't drown; they swim.

They eat you alive and swallow you whole because they're always there.

Always.

Those demons, their voices, whisper things in your ear. Making you do things you never knew you were capable of. Making you think insane thoughts... It gets to you.

And then you're dead.

You get lost in the dark parts of your thoughts. Your mind becomes a battlefield, trouble left and right. War raging inside your head.

You don't sleep, you don't eat, you don't live. You're no longer in control, the voices are. Your demons control you.

Those voices in my head that drive me insane; they're my only friends, my only family. No one else is there all the time like they are.

No one.

Alone. Isolated. Abandoned.

Dead.

I sighed, reaching to the side of me to grab my backpack and throw it back over my shoulder before standing up.

I stood for a second before walking off and hearing the brittle, dry leaves crunching below my shoes once again.