Disclaimer: I do not Own Kingdom hearts; if I did then I'd have tons of things different!

Trailing down to an endless darkness,

Crystal tears sliding off of my face,

Choking from the thick liquid,

It quickly fills my lungs,

And I spiral to my death.

The down Spiral

Sora's POV

Wow… I look into my mirror that hangs in my room. Have I really turned this bad? Black and blue marks under my eyes, my once vibrant aqua eyes, are now shattered, no point. Since when did this happen? Alas, my heart is ripped into shreds, no point to try to repair the once full and loving soul. Riku said I was his candle, his light, but I think I failed him, by burning out, in a quick trail of wind. I tangled my hands in my hair, tugging roughly on the cinnamon strands. My body is beaten, injured, broken to no point. My mind is obscure, no more radiant thoughts. Thoughts of Suicide, hate, sorrow, self-hurt and darker. I even think that my light is no where to be found, engulfed by the thick everlasting darkness. They say I'm insane now. They say I have no point. They say I have no cause, I'm dirt, and no one needs a hero. Everyone's safe… in they're homes, relaxing, taking they're life pleasurably.

I sigh deeply, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. No one need's a hero, No one need's a light, the world's safe now, and I have no purpose. Running down my stairs, almost falling down them, not like I care anymore, it won't hurt. My thoughts trail back to the last day… when I last saw Riku…

"I found my light. And do you know what my light was?"

"I WAS your light... Now I'm nothing but a burnt out candle..."

"I can relight that cheery fire for you, like you did for me..."

"You... can? I don't know Riku, I think I'm burnt all out, neither wick nor wax..."

"Then we'll make a new candle, this one better and brighter than ever!"

I closed my eyes tightly… Riku left… I never saw him again after that day… Some help he was… Kairi was no help either; she just kicked me to the side, isolating me. She said I was nothing, I was scum, and I was lower than the dirt itself… have I failed everyone? Am I just… just some failure? Why does everyone keep me around?! For they're pleasure?! Watching me all around! Like I'm some show?! I dropped to my knees, gripping my head. I should just end this all. End this all, so no one can watch me, so people won't bug me, so people wont abuse me, spread rumors about me, They wish I was dead! I got up, crystal liquid streaming down my pink-tinted cheeks. Hurrying, into the kitchen, grabbing a knife… I smiled… for the first time in a long time… Silver elegance halting at the flesh of the junction between the neck and the shoulder; I'll cut the main vein, that'll sure to kill me.

I heard a slam of a door, and someone shouting my name; probably just here to hurt me even more. But they won't get the chance to, because I'm taking this one-way trip to happiness! Quickly moving the blade in a swift movement, I felt it slice through my skin. I choked, I couldn't breathe. Blood sprayed from the cut, making various droplets on the floor… they won't have to wish anymore… because… I'm dead

A/N: I don't like hurting/killing Sora-kun. But Still, It is an angst story. Tell me what you think, and I might start a new chapter!