The glowing screen in my hands that held thousands of words and millions of memories, now on the floor with a crack. A black tar-like substance slowly consuming me. I wanted to break free.
But,
Can I?
Was I worthy?
The chains slowly crawled around my chest and around my limbs.Tears ran down my rosy cheeks.
Selfish. Coward. Disgusting. Unworthy.
Unwanted. Insane. Fat. Mistake.Thoughts raced through my head as I sobbed.
It was all my fault. I shouldn't have said those words. I shouldn't have done that. I should've been better. I shouldn't have existed. I'm so fucking stupid.
I searched for the door that would help me.
But,
There was nothing.
Why would there be? I didn't deserve it.And with that, the darkness pulled me down. It was suffocating.
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Idea dump
RandomWhere I dump all my ideas. Some personal gibberish about my life, some random poems, some intros for a story I'll never write.. the list goes on...