Tomb
I can still remember that day like it was yesterday, the pain i was felling was so bad and it cut so deep inside of me. sometimes i wondered if it would ever go away? would i ever be the same again? as the blood runs down my body i screamed at god, i screamed so loud i was sure he could hear me. i was so pissed at the world and everyone in it, they had all given up on me. as the tears started to roll down my cheeks i screamed one last time before i fell asleep.
The next day was even worst and my life had become a nightmare, a nightmare i could not wake up from. The fighting around me was so bad at times i could not breath. as the days passed i started cutting more and more. the pain got worst and worst, but the pain never went away. soon the pain turned to anger and the anger to hate. i hated the world and everyone in it. as time passed my hate grew. i never cred anymore to cry was to show my weakness and i never wanted to show it to the world. my life had been full of pain and anger,never again would i let the world see how much they had hurt me, from that day on i never cared anymore. i was just a walking zombie never to feel or love again. so as i run my dear sweet friend crossed my wrist i know that soon death will take me away, where i will forever be damned to walk in the darkness alone in the tomb i made.
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The Goddess of Suicide
i write about death suicide pain anger alot of dark stuff
The Goddess of Suicide