[Trigger Warning: Contains self harm]
17August, Saturday.
3:35 PM
Pitch darkness envelopes my world as terror refrain the eyes to flutter open. Sparks of fright and dread stir awake as the spirals bind tighter,weaving a vicious confinement.
Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself.
Body immersed in water, I let the atrocious thoughts take hold of me, invade the already frenzied mind and drown my body against it's will. Baleful voices resounds in the head like chants of demonic worships.
Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself.
The bones ache to surface the water while a burning sensation courses through the veins,pleading the lungs to draw a breathe. A single breathe.
'Please don't', a faint and a faltering conscience whispers.
Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself.
The wicked, booming voices constrains the body to stay inside the water and drain the lungs of the remaining air. Screwing my eyes tight shut, I beseech the daunting voices to grant an escape.
'Please no', the faint whisper pleads again.
Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself. Drown yourself.
Drown yourself until life escapes the body-
Water swashes against the dull white tiles as my body lunges forward and out of the water brimmed bathtub, helplessly gagging on the tap water and frantically gasping for air.
Was I really going to...?
A choked sob escapes my lips and shatter the glum silence as tears stream down the already dampened cheeks. Pathetic coward, I whisper to myself. I was too close to give myself away to the-
Another whimper escapes the lips.
Water unceasingly splashes the tiles and create watery puddles on the floor but I couldn't care less. Shakily, I wrap my arms around the knees to gain any sense of warmth and composure.
The whirlpool grows deeper and the voices turn violently deafening. Tears furiously trickle down the cheeks as I stare into the oblivion, afraid of committing the end, the irreversible.
After, what seemed an eternity, I quitely step out of the ordinary white bathtub and hesitantly reach for the bathroom shafts.
Intruding thoughts and intrusive voices still swarm the head and briskly knocks on the door of the remaining conscience to surrender.
The vile clutches are severe than any before, severe to the point that even hauling nails against the skin harshly seemed pointless to bring the intrusiveness to a halt.
Slowly stripping off the soaked shirt that hung close to my torso, I place a small, honed object on my palm, it's metallic surface oddly cold against my damp skin.
Cautiously gripping the honed object between my tubby fingers, I near the blade to the clear patch of my skin and slit it it open with a swift motion.
An ordinary, narrow cut reveals itself at the once bare skin of the abdomen before crimson begins to sneak out of the freshly formed slit.
A burning, aching sensation suffuses rapidly from the wound to the entire body as blood oozes and trickles down the skin with droplets of water.
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Wildflower| Vmin
Fiksi Penggemar"You're like a rare flower blooming on an arid desert. A wildflower." Where two boys encounter each other by their perfectly aligned windows in an insignificantly tiny town and strive to mend the broken other.
