I'm watching you.
Right now, yes.
I'm listening to you choke on your own sobs and mucus as you try to talk yourself down.
You try listening to music to drown yourself out.
You're still choking, feeling lifeless on your floor.
You grab the knife,
Look at it.
Look at it.
You spoke, this is repercussions.
You deserve this.
You tossed it away and sang yourself to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories
Short StoryWhenever I have an idea I write it down. Includes: Demons and angels Dark thoughts Horror imagines Love story Sad endings Paranoia
