Searing pain engulfs my eyes. Screams of agony escape from my clenched jaw. The darkness calms and claims me, and I let it willingly.
I can hear a panic stricken voice yelling and screaming for me to awaken, but I can't, for I do not even remember falling asleep. I don't wish to return to the moment I left either. I fear the pain that surged through my body only moments before. I do not wish to ever return to that feeling.
Ever!
The panic stricken feminine voice is merely a whisper now, slowly fading into the eternal abyss that surrounds me, that is slowly consuming my spirit and mind. I can hear the begging, the suffering and the depression their voice holds. They don't try to hide their fear and sorrow of losing me.
Who could this person be?
They can't be any of my horrendous family. My family is filled with lies, ulterior motives and petty disputes. Except for my brother. He lives with his heart upon his broad shoulders for all the world to pollute. With their facetious lies and sinister intentions. However strong the temptation, he doesn't change. I don't think anything could ever sway him or truly change his perspective and beliefs in the world.
Silence is all that surrounds me, even the muffled whispering has stopped. An bizarre feeling settles withing my stomach, as I feel small droplets of water falling into my outstretched hand. The warm water feels soothing, yes soothing upon my icy cold skin. What is it?
Tears that's all it could be, but form who?
I guess I will never know is the last though I have before the darkness consumes my spirit and me completely.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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De TodoA story I found on my computer. Don't know when I wrote it or why, but here it is, didn't change it either. :)
