Warning: Character Death, Depression, Cutting.
Prompt: 011: Sorrow
Disclaimer: Belongs to J.K. Rowling, and the Lyrics belong to Amy Lee (Evanescence).
I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
Too sharp to put back together.
I lay here, listening to the drip of blood falling, upon the bed covers, I deserve this, I want this.
Too small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
If only I'd been older, I could of saved her, and now he's gone. My reason.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
I can't deal with having no one. They're both dead, they both left me. They weren't meant to.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
But I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I dig deeper into the skin of my wrist, I watch the blood flow from the wound, I know it's supposed to hurt, but all I feel is happiness, relief.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
Drip … drip …
And I breathe,
I breathe no...
I feel my heart slowing down, the thumps representing each beat, slows down… and down… and…
Bleed,
I bleed,
My breath seems to be escaping my lungs, I can hardly breathe properly any longer.
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
My heart stops, it ends. The suffering I have gone through is at it's end.
I breathe no more.
End Note: More to come.