i lay there for twenty-two days
wilting
crying
feeling as if i was slowly dying
while still begging for the help that never came
i lay there for twenty-two days before i learned
that help would
never
come
and the stabbing, gut-wrenching pain would
never
end
until i took that knife and killed the soulless creature devouring me
in cold blood
YOU ARE READING
Even Stars Die
Poetry"Nothing is infinite. For even the stars, brilliant and bright and true, light up the dark for but a brief moment before disappearing into the endless night." 【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】 These pages were meant to bring my greatest fears to life because desp...
