Darkness. 4.

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Have you ever felt your heartbeat so loud till you could feel the blood pumping through your head? The thoughts of him still flowing through those veins? The hurt and pain of that night? Wishing you could close your eyes and just swiftly slip out of this world into a land where pain never exists.

Just thinking bout him fills up all the emotion lock up tight inside the safe of your heart. You held it in as you hold back your tears that were filled with the broken pieces of your dark memories.

All those sweet memories, still kept deep within the lock of hurt. His hands, wrapped tight around yours. Sliding his fingers between yours, giving the warmth from his body. The touch that gives hope, trust, safety, and warmth through his hugs; gave you so much tears, unsure of everything, hopelessness, hurt, the feeling of never loving again after being let go of.

The shivers of the coldness surrounds you as you hug yourself tightly trying to fill your soul back with the happiness that you had before you met him. But you realized, he took the happiness away from you when he left.

The pain, hurt, unwillingness to move on. Trying to draw the feelings inside with shakey hands after crying for too long is really hard... The thought of drowning yourself in deep sorrows cast by the storms of your own imagination seemed better than living this life.

Each line on that sketch meant different harsh strikes of pain that chilled your spine as you try to pull yourself back up to the top where you belonged to.

Trying to let go of him from your veins seemed to lessen your pain in a dark foreign way. Picking up the blade as it catches the Tears that ran down from those twinkling eyes that were once was filled with so much happiness.

You look back at your wrist; pale, lifeless yet still you still feel the thump of your own heartbeat. Slowly gliding through your skin, the gush of numbness surrounds you. Everything disappears.

The nightmare you were once living in... was finally put to rest.

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