Things From My Brain

The Girl Who Was Empty

*Trigger Warning*

Her pale wrists layed there, fragile as glass, waiting for the bleeding lines of colour to show the only emotion she was capable of. Emptiness. Her destructive thoughts resonated throughout her hollow body, echoing just the right amount of violence to push her over the edge. And that's exactly where she is. She's been sitting on this ledge, waiting for the right moment to jump and let her body sink into the suffocating embrace of death. Finally, she's made her decision. She carves into her wrists, expressing herself in her own demented form of art. The brilliant red that she has created brought warmth to her decaying body. A small smile managed to creep it's way onto her face, as she finally did something right for once. As the rest of her life escaped her veins she managed to choke out her last words. "I'm free." She merely whispered as tears ran down her sunken in cheeks. And with that, she jumped into the welcoming darkness, smile on her lips, tears on her face, blood on her wrists, and emptiness in her heart.