A Place In This World

Kill Myself

Fuck, I wish I had some excuse to say i was like high or something when I wrote this but... oh well. Might as well post it though because hey why not? It all leads up to the next chapter anyways. Also, BIG ANNOUNCEMENT... a preview for the sequel for this story will be up after I post the next chapter! It's called Talking To The Moon, and I really hope you enjoy it because i know I do ;) Also, I need to know if you would prefer me to update it on the days the chapters take place, or wait until like november or december when i will probably be done writing it, and get an update like everyday or so.. so please tell me what you want. anyways enjoy..

Taylor's POV

I'm gonna clean the house

I'm gonna fix the fence

In my final hours

I'm gonna tie up these loose ends

I sat there on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down my face. This was it. I was done. No more living like this. I looked at my shaking hands. It was as if they knew what my mind had set out for them to do, and they were scared. I was jealous of them. They could feel an emotion. Everything about me had just become numb. Even sometimes when I cut, I wouldn't feel any pain. I just didn't have anything left.

It had been a good run. I was one of the most famous singers out there. I had had some good times with my band. I had broke a lot of records. Pretty much everywhere I went people would know who I was. People listened. People screamed when they heard my name. But, it eventually became too much. I had enough.

I had finally cracked, when Josh kissed me. It made me realize everything I missed. Every mistake I made. Everyone I dragged down. I was worthless. I couldn't live knowing what I'd done to people. Especially Josh.

I won't leave a note

For anyone to find

I thought about my family. They wouldn't be proud of where I ran my life too, but they could think of me as the girl who can sell platinum records in a week.

Tomorrow they'll know

What I've done here tonight

I thought about my list of boyfriends. I had some good ones, and some horrible ones, but my thoughts mostly drifted towards Josh.

The drastic steps I've taken

Are just an act of desperation

We had a good run. Sadly it had to fall out. Maybe, things would've been different if he had stayed with me, but everything happens for a reason.

Hurt everyone I've ever touched

I looked up at the dresser and grabbed the dangerous object. I dumped the pills out into my hand. This is how I would go. I would go peacefully. The pills would do it. Not myself. I heard a noise from the kitchen. A small noise. The smallest of noises. A tiny mouse could've made it, but I knew better.

This is not some cry for help

It's good bye, I wish you well

"I'm sorry," I murmured. It was barely a whisper. I shot my hand up to my mouth. I felt the pills spill in, and I swallowed as much as possible. It was hard, and I almost spat them all out, but I managed to swallow them all.

Because I love you...

I'm gonna kill myself.

Unfortunately, the pills weren't as peaceful as I thought they would be.