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Er....Thoughts....That go Through My Mind Daily


NumblyLifeless
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A wave of depression hit like a cloud of toxic gas, clouding his angelic features like a burdened sinner, as the memories of years before came shuffling back, a slight grin crept on to his pale face, then it fell into a maddening frown as he remembered the pain that came after, all that happiness in the past, gone like the wind. As he came back to reality, he heard the frustrating shouts erupt; he heard the ear shattering screams which seemed to go on for hours. Silently he slid against the wall, slowly looking into the darkening abyss, wondering what it would be like, he could feel the numbing sensation of happiness reappear on his delicate face, as a saddening smile slid off his features, replaced with the never ending thought of death. Fully aware of what he was about to does, he silently searched for his one comfort, every move filled with a saddening sorrow; the lust for blood was strong. He brought the cool metallic metal to his cheek and sighed in contentment, tears splatter his cheeks, as the intense pain shot up his arm, sending every nerve on edge. An unknown fire was sent throughout his body causing him to whimper in ecstasy, blood dropped to the cold floor, seeing this made him laugh in excitement. Intense waves of pain sent throughout his fragile body, as a jagged smile appeared in the mirror before him, a maniacal look in his eyes, a sigh of contentment passed his bloody lips, but it was different, it was as if he didn’t have enough, his soul wasn’t content, it begged him for more of his blood to be shed, for him to inflict more pain on himself. All the pain he had suffered throughout the years, came back to him, feeling sad for himself never seemed to make him feel better, his only way of letting all that pain and anger out was on himself. People would always ask questions of why? Pretending like they gave a ******** about what happened to him, they didn’t give a s**t they never did. Even his so called friends would lie to him, the feeling of betrayal was fierce and undeniably strong. Unable to cope with it he resorted to this, retched and horrible reassurance.




 
 
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