Tormented soul
560 Words
This was her hell she was convinced. It had to be right?
She gave In to lust she saw him. He wanted her. She warned him. He didn't listen. They never listen. You can't save me she wanted to scream. Her heart melted as she gave him chance.
Guilty
In law you are innocent until proven guilty. What if your guilt is just your imagination? You believe you are guilty so therefore you are guilty. No one is guilty. We make mistakes and that makes us human. God forgives us and Jesus is the one who agreed to take it on his shoulders. Every sin forgiven is more blood he washes over us. He hurts so we don't. Even a murderer is accepted if he has truly repent. A r****t. A thief. Even Hitler. If they ask for forgiveness and mean it they are forgiven. It's funny how the world works and laws differ. With hate, anger, envy, jealousy, greed, let's just say the sins of the world. Choice is what we allowed. Will is what we have. So what is really sin?
We are our own punishment. The guilt we weigh in ourselves. We are our own hell. We torment ourselves to the brink of insanity. Running from our faults rather then admitting it. Point fingers and blame when we made a choice. This is our hell. We are our own hell and misery.
Sarah pov
I tried to forgive myself but, couldn't. I am human my logic is advanced but, yet I drive myself to this. I forgive others so easily but, why is I feel like a murderer? I haven't shed blood or killed anyone yet I feel I killed them inside. They die. It's my fault.
I silently cry and tremble in my corner. A flash. I can't forget why am I not so forgetful?
I want to forget. These voices wont stop.
Ugly
Laughing
She think she pretty how cute no amount of makeup can cover up your ugly face
Die
Kill yourself
Laughing
Laughing
Mistake
Stupid
No
Oh how cute she thinks she smart
Denial don't look good on you.
Just f**k him
He's cute
Show him what a slut you are
You want to
He wants a slut
Suck his c**k
I bet it's yummy
Yes yummy
Go ahead
Do it
I dare you.
Touch him
I cry in silence and smile. He likes me for me. Right?
Laughter just keep thinking that
Whatever works just f**k him already
Fuck him outside.
Ooooh rough
Like the dirty slut you are.
That's a memory
Don't tell him
He fall for you
If you give him your virginity.
I walk out and smile it isn't real . They are wrong these just thoughts. "hey Sarah"
He smiled "I really like you." f**k. "It's okay if you don't want me just let me know." I mutter. "No I do want you. Let's go outside" "fine" he grabs my hand and we walk together. I feel tingles. I ignore them. He is talking but I don't hear him. I see his mouth moving and I bite my bottom lip. "Can I kiss you?" I tug on my lip. "Sure." He kisses me and I kiss back then he breaks it and kisses my neck. My mind fogs my body reacts my knees buckle and he holds me.
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