Guilty Conscious

A suicidal's point of veiw and their life and how fast things can get lost from your grasp. How you think things are better only for that thought to be ripped away from you.

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You already know you're a monster. You're conscious telling you just makes you dig deeper and deeper, making it even more impossible to claw yourself back up. Slowly breaking apart by tiny pieces. You don't realize how fast you're disintegrating until you're remains are out of sight, no hope of getting them back.
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Sounds lovely, I know. So because I'm the absolute biggest goody-two-shoes you'll ever meet, my English lit teacher gave me the challenge to write about death.

This is my firsy work so it obviously sucks. I'm so surprised you found this and thank you so much if you read it. I swear it will only take a moment of your time!😙😙❤