frantic and careless

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My struggle to get free was now frantic and careless. i felt my whole body ache with anxiety and wanting at this very moment i felt as if loosing a leg didn't matter hell loosing my whole body didn't seem all that painful as compared to the anguish i was feeling now i just needed my eyes to see them alive and my lips to kiss them one last time. it was not long until i realised that what i was doing would not get me anywhere. i started to think, this situation felt like one of those physics questions i could never solve. suddenly it dawned on me that the beam infront moves the one behind me and i had a plan. Leaned on the beam again this time gently just me a little wiggle room and i was out. Running to them was like instict i barely even thought about but my body was already in motion. As i made way out my lips resisted the urge to shout their names, didn't want to alarm or further injure them. There were no architectural features to our house is so basic and rectangular it looked like an unfinished painting. My eyes roamed from the paved driveway to the dog house my brain really refusing to use my heart for this search it yearned to see the ones that always fill it with joy. Finally found them still by the window holding on to each other for dear life. im always shocked by how quickly the tables turn with these twos fighting one minute they love each and the next they at each others throats. I put my children on me like before and grab my bag in my hand and decide to follow where others where going because i was completely blank on what to do.
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