The Island: Afterlife

The Island: Afterlife

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My vision was slowly becoming blurry from the tears, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. I set my hand into the tub of warm water and watched as my life was draining away. The red clouds that came from my wound merged into the clear water and slowly turned it from pink to a dark shade of red. It didn't hurt. I could hardly feel the sting of the cut. Probably because I'm already dead. Drowsiness was overcoming me and I wasn't fighting it. I leaned my head over on my shoulder and closed my eyes, begging for it all to end. READER DISCRETION ADVISED: MAY TRIGGER SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/DEPRESSION/ANXIETY.
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There were two of us. Both drowning in each other's pain. I got lucky and swam up to the top grasping for air. She sank to the bottom and there was nothing I could do for her. She may have drowned but I feel like I did. And now I'm breaking. Because without her why am I even living?

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