*TIGGER WARNING!
The voices are back.
The sounds I try to silence every chance I get.
The voices they come at random times and they take over my brain.
It's like a sheet clouding over me and it's dark and hollow with little sections where they just run out from and scream and shout and tear at my mind.
I scream.
I scream loudly and hard,
To the point where I feel my lungs about to explode!
My brain it hurts from all the information it process.
All the pain, doubt and anxiousness.
You're crazzzzzzzy Evie!!!!
Their like circle clowns running around taunting me and singing to my failures,
"You can't kill your self right! Your a failure! Try harder next time!"
I'm counting in my head to silence the voices.
The voices are winning, I'm crying in the dark.
I'm all alone, it's hurts!
The walls are crying with me!
Crazzzzy Evieeeeee !!!
Lalalala ! La! La!
I see my mom, she's crying for me.
I reach for her hand and she reaches back but she's too far.
"Mom"
I shout!
"MOM!!"
I'm kicking to get to her!
She's fading in the darkness.
"MOM"!!
I feel the tears washing down in a rain fall !
My heart is pounding of my chest,
I hear it,
I feel it,
I see it thumping through my chest cavity.
Make it stop Evie.
Make it all stop!
The voices.
I see the knife.
My hands are gripping it tightly.
My hearts making weird sounds.
It's ripping.
Make it stop Evie!
Make it stop.
My eyes close,
My hand rises,
My grip tightens.
Make it stop !
Make it stop !
Swift !
The pressure,
The crunch,
The tearing flesh.
Pain replaces numbness.
Open your eyes evie!
See the red,
See the knife siting perfectly in your chest
The pain
It burns
It hurts
It's like acid sweeping through my skin
Make it stop evie!
I hear the screams!
My screams.
Panicked !
What did you do evie?!
What did you do?!
"Mom!"
"Mommy!!"
Darkness.
Silence.
You made it stop evie.
No more voices.

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Beautifully Broken
Teen FictionEvie wants to be normal, happy and free but how can she ever be when everything inside and out hurts? How can she when she's a clinically depressed, suicidal, nut job with rage issues that go as far back as she can remember but the biggest trigger w...