the space station hums with the early morning traffic, the wafting of coffee and fresh croissants filling the air. for the first time, you are not behind your desk, hitting your shins on the weirdly placed piece of metal, but strapping yourself insi...
his knuckles are stained with my fluids of life his laughter is sprinkled with viciousness his smile ever sickeningly sweet
my body cries out in utter pain tiredness an eternal song but the harmony does not reach his ears
what more does he enjoy but my defeat?
his expression soon clouds over like the sudden change in a storm's direction his revulsive smile falls and in its place a seemingly genuine one
his calloused hands reach out for me and i grab on tight
the tiredness is taken away there is no more pain just the feeling of utter bliss the calm before the unrelenting fury of a storm
for once i thought he would change i believed his caring touch would be real but like a fool i fell into his arms just for him to throw me away again my feeble body heavy with the weight of pain
with crimson blood leaking from the corners of my mouth, i croak out, ❝who are you?❞
his sickeningly sweet smile decorates his face once again as he replies, ❝i am life, my dear, and i will never leave your side.❞
゜ﾟ*☽ *ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☽ *ﾟ ゜ﾟ
My dearest readers,
some days your crown will fall off and life will push you down on the ground. you may be tired, even weary and don't want to get up. but let me tell you a secret, life doesn't want you to get up. so get right back up, place that crown back on your head. look life in the eye, laugh, and say, ❝You thought i wouldn't rise again❞ and walk out of there like the royalty you are.
To the moon and back, Sil
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