Disclaimer: characters are not mine. And what you recognize is not mine neither.
Warning: Character Death. Angst. Suicide.
Mourn MY Freedom!
By Veneficus3
It's never easy to say goodbye.
Who said so? Actually, who said that you have to say goodbye? Some people say it's an unwritten rule. But do I care? I broke so many rules before, why not break this one?
Because this is going to break more that long standing rules. It's going to break hearts. But never his. Never ever his.
Some people ask me if he has a heart. I answer yes, for I know he does. But it's a heart carved in stone, and made of black diamonds. Dark. Unbreakable. Unique. Him.
But even diamonds crack, do they not? I wonder if his heart is going to crack too. Selfishly, I hope so. The bastard should suffer like I did.
So again, do I have to say goodbye?
Do I have to say goodbye to him? The bastard that broke my heart time and time again?
Do I have to say goodbye to them? The people that called themselves my friends so I could save their butts in time of need, and do their homework at the last minute?
Should I just plunge?
Goodbye. The bitter-sweet word of the moment.
Plunge. My darkest wish.
In the dark night,
anything is possible.
I want to soar through the sky, then...fall down. Quickly. Painlessly.
In the dark mind,
dark dreams are made.
I open my arms, to the chill that embraces me.
In the dark storm,
thunder reigns the kingdom.
Don't save me. I killed myself long ago.
Down, down the tower,
I regain my freedom.
And my decision is made.
I plunge without saying goodbye. Is it selfish? Definitely. Is it for the best? I don't give a hoot.
Let them mourn, my freedom!
Wait. Was that him yelling my name?
Too late.
And my spirit soars high,
in the dark, dark sky.
But my body, lays in the cold stone floor, a pulp of blood and broken bones. I'm free!
The End.