Post by WE ♥ A+R+C+H on May 17, 2009 19:59:10 GMT -5
G O O D B Y E
again
Blood fills my once-empty heart as I feel; pain hits me so hard I double over, my face is covered with saline tears. My hands are shaking as I touch the soft angelic face of my mother. I touch her wound; I hurt so much as I whisper,"I love you," so softly. My heart breaks as I hold her cold hand. Why did she do it? Why didn't I find her; tell her I love her? I collapse over her, sobbing and murmering songs she sang to me as a child. I could care less about the crimson stain on my shirt; I only care about how much she went through... I wonder why she would do this. Why would she? Tears tumble faster, my sobbing getting much harder, louder."Momma...why?" I ask the corpse that I was holding on to."Why'd you do it? I thought you were happy! You laughed, you smiled!" I cry, staring into her now dull blue eyes. I look down at her other hand, where the tool of dispair was."Why wouldn't you malfunction? Why did you allow her to... k-kill her -" I cry, then fall into tears once more. I want to be with her so much, but I can't allow myself to do it. Dad would be broken enough. Dad... tears fall again as I think about him. He would die; it didn't matter if he was always "working late". He would hurt, maybe more than myself.
Why was I once so heartless? I didn't give a damn about anyone but myself. I need that now. Shakily I stand up, not realizing just how much of her blood is on me. I stumble away from her, and arrive in the kitchen. y eyes meet with the knife that had shed my blood so many times before. My fingers run across the blade; I stop thinking about my father now. I slide the knife against my throat. I fall and feel myself evaporate into a never-ending darkness. In my last seconds of life I know ---
[[ you w a nt to break a w a y ]][/blockquote]
