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    ★ Everwhere I go
    Everything I see
    Tinted red

    What is this feeling?
    How is it here?
    A presence
    I'm not alone

    Death waiting at the door
    Waiting. . . .
    Waiting for you to put your guard down

    I know him
    This presence

    Hes dead. . . .
    Death woke him to the truth. . . . .
    It ended. . . .

    BANG BANG

    Am I alive??
    I'm trying. . .
    I'm trying to call for you. . .
    I can't. . . I can't talk
    Speak
    Move
    Breath

    What is this feeling?
    How is it here?
    A presence
    I'm not alone

    I'm tied
    To a post
    Pain . . .
    Suffering. . . .
    Sorrow

    Murder is quick
    Murder is silent
    Murder is happening

    "HELP"
    The first call. . .
    "HELP"
    Again

    The crying begins . . .
    Why am I feeling this

    Its painful
    I open my eyes. . . .
    I can't beleive what I see

    I'm the problem of all that is happening


    Schools back in
    After the murder. . . .
    Still unfigured. . .
    They've given up. . .
    I shall try again. . .
    Once more. . . .
    To get the same feeling. . .
    Once more. . .

    What is this feeling?
    How is it here?
    A presence
    I'm not alone

    I start. . . .
    Once more

    Tears
    Pain
    Agony
    Relief
    Questions. . . . .

    A needle to the neck should work. . .
    Just slowly die. . . .
    The pain will go away

    I'm shakking
    they're shaking

    everyones scared. . .
    What am I doing?
    Why am I here?
    I open my eyes
    Lying there. . .
    Helpless. . .

    I try to help
    Refused. . .
    I see now

    I hate this life
    everyones scared of me
    "I CAN'T TAKE IT"
    I take the needle
    . . . . . . . .
    Silence
    . . . . . . . . .

    What is this place?
    Have I killed myself?
    I-I like it here
    Its Its. . . .
    nice!
    Everyone. . .
    so nice
    I feel accepted
    Accepted at last

    Its all better now
    All better. . . . .

    I sleep forever now
    Quitly
    SOftly
    Calmly
    Happily

    What is this feeling?
    How is it here?
    The presence
    Is gone
    . .. . . . .
    at last. . .
    peace


    [Teh End???]







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