A song has played in my head as I fall to my demise. The stars gleamed brighter than my 25 years of living. As I have plummet to my death I just want to be left with a peace. My heart will remain cold and unmoving because of my sins.
But here I am...
Death. A place thought to be cold. Someone found it painful while their are few others that bask in it's warmth.
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I give up on this dreadful life I lived. I want a peaceful life. No struggles, no abusers, just quietness to engulf me. I won't have to live on this earth just to suffer.
Like I said I give up.
All I want was parents that were loving and kind. Is that so hard to get? I go on with such life always by myself. I finally don't have to deal with the pain. The pain of having nobody to turn to.
Tears slip out my eyes as I fell from the building.
'I ask to sleep now with my impossible wish that hasn't been fulfilled'.
Reincarnating. . . . . .
It's bright. What's going on?
My eyes must be deceiving me. I was alive. All I asked was peace but I was placed back into the torture of life. I hear myself cry but not as man. Instead the sound of a small babe fresh of brith.
