...she wonders the ever growing darkness; feeling comfort and solace within. a cold rain washes over her ever breaking soul, sending sharp pains through her. she hears the voices calling; making her comfortable. feeling like she's running in circles; not knowing where to turn. listening to the comforting sounds of the familiar voices. a light snow begins to fall as she dances to the melody of the darkness. she leans her head towards the sky, letting the soft snowflakes land ever so gently upon her brow. she falls back and lays in the snow. she lifts her hand to catch a glistening flake upon her cold growing palm. her arm falls to the ground as her once beautiful blue eyes, so full of life turn black as the cold blanket of death death embraces her. no more pain, no more heartache; just an emptiness held by death's embrace...
***I do not condone violence, substance abuse, or self harm. This writing is simply, a writing. No one was harmed in any way during the writing of this post. If you are having any thoughts of self harm or just having troubles, please reach out to someone and be safe. Thank you***