Jackson
I remember how it felt.
I remember how everything felt. The feeling of being content, feeling blue, feeling like my world was going to end, feeling like I the world was mine, being able to goof around for days on end whilst knowing that someone would always be there to stick around, but most importantly, I remember never feeling lonely. I remember not feeling empty.
This gaping hole in my chest did not exist. This feeling of emptiness and utter desperation of me trying to find out why, where, what or who caused this did not exist. For days on end, I've been trying to find anything that would remind me of what I felt. I know something happened because I feel it. My heart remembers but my brain doesn't. Why can't I remember?
Even my doctors couldn't figure out what's behind my pain. Anti-depressants, anti-psychosis, you name everything anti, I've tried it and nothing worked. The pain continues to reside in me and it grows. There's a season where the agony is at it's peak and tonight's attack has been the strongest yet.
Sleeping away the pain doesn't work anymore as it wreaks havoc into my whole system, waking me up from my slumber; even after downing multiple sleeping pills. It's as if it's forcing me to experience the memories over and over again. Nostalgia of unknown memories hitting me like a wave, drowning me as it begs to be felt.
I clutched my chest in an attempt to distract myself from the pain.
"Why," The tears in my eyes shamelessly escaped and weak whimpers escaped my lips as my body curled more. "Why does it hurt so much?"
切都很痛, 但我却无能为力*
请救我*
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*It hurts so much but I can't do anything about it
*Please save me
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Hi!
I know the prologue is short but it's meant to be like that! It's also meant to make you ask more questions rather than answer so yeah.
I hope you liked it!
P.S. I hope my writing isn't too icky as I've just gotten back to it after 4 years lol
- All the love,
Denise ♡
