Loneliness Kills
A/N: This is a somewhat dealing with my thoughts on things.
Warnings: Talking about abuse a little bit.
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The girl walked into her empty apartment. She slammed the door shut, dropping to her knees as bursted into rushing tears. The pain of heartache had been eating at her heart for days which turned to weeks which turned to months soon to be years. This girl of the tender age of seventeen didn't want to live any longer. She felt alone in the world, she felt unfulfilled and unwanted. Her mind couldn't comprehend what it meant for someone to say they couldn't love her. She couldn't understand why she wasn't capable of being loved. She clutched at her heart and shaped the other hand into a fist, which she targeted into the floor.
Why can't he love me? Why her?...I loved him...I wanted to spend my life with him...I told him I'd do anything for him...
The puzzled expression written on her face showed the uncertainity about this situation. She didn't understand why a man that she gave her heart to wouldn't accept it. Other men chased after her constantly. Some desired her body, some desired her heart. The offers swarmed at her always and she'd never given herself to any of those cheap men.
Everytime a man told her he loved her, the girl couldn't return the same feelings. The abuse that she had to go through for not willingly giving herself to a man made her despise the word love even more. The types of behavior that she'd dealt with, her mind tried to block out the evil thoughts, the heartless men.
The girl weeped louder as she recalled events of the men who tried to harm her. The haunting memories of those men touching her made her scream out of fear. She thought that she'd done a good job at blocking out the fears, but it came back the minute her heart cried in pain. She started wearing the face of a scared puppy, hiding from a wolf.
Maybe I should've let them have me...Maybe I'd have been happy...
That was a lie she confessed in her inner mind. That kind of life would've led her to an earlier grave. She'd taken her life sooner if that is what she'd have to endure. She took notice at the tears dropping down on the floor as she was breathing heavily.
The girl reached into her side pocket, and pulled out a pocket knife. She flicked the knife open, the quivering lips of the young one became noticeable. Her eyes, still teary looked at the knife. On her knees, rocking herself back and forth for a few moments as she contemplated what she was going to do.
I thought I'd never fall in love...And I did...But...it doesn't matter...does it?
Within a few hours the woman's body came to be found by the landlord. The time of her exact death wouldn't known to anyone. The only one who'd know the truth would be herself and those who watch her from high above. Another death, another lost life. A young girl who probably wouldn't be missed by anyone ended her life out of loneliness. The pain ate at her heart, the hardships of life had already destroyed her on the inside. Taking her life wouldn't be such a big difference. When the body runs out of emotions, the body can't function, not without a soul.
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Please read and review. I know it's somewhat dramatic...but please let me know what you think about it.