Always Alone
It's hard being alone, but there are also worse pains.
I don't want to be alone, not tonight, no. Tonight I want you; want your love surrounding me like the blanket I've enclosed around my feelings. It's harder; the pain revives me from my wavering sleeps, and forbids myself to take this any further. The blade digs quickly; bringing blood to the surface, a bright red engulfs my arm with what appears to be my revenge. It moves swiftly through the soft skin that's battered with deep cuts, it hurts, but the pain is bearable. It is just a mere speck compared to the pain that I've suppressed deep down. Will you free me from what I've become, and what I've brought upon myself. I don't want to hurt tonight. I lie awake, and tears drip down my cheeks. *She is lost; nothing can free her, but her own misery.
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