The Misunderstood
It's almost like when you sink, you can't tell. You can't tell that you're going to drown, but you can feel the pain. You don't know where the pain is coming from, you just know that its there and you can't figure out how to make it go away. You try everything..... Everything. But the thing is, you can never find a way out. You search and search, but all you can find is emptyness...... But maybe you're stuck in your own mind. Maybe thats what you're drowning in. All of your thoughts are swollowing you and holding you hostage. You're lost, scared, and hopeless. So you try to block out the sound with music, but the louder the music gets, the louder your thoughts hiss and fight. Soon enough, you find yourself fight with yourself no matter what. Eventually you find the perfect song that makes everyone seem okay. You always listen to it, but then....... You can't feel anything, so you break and resort to blade. Your friends try to stop you but all you hear is screaming. Your mind is getting worse and worse and soon you can't take it anymore. You find a rope and tie it around your neck as the tears stream down your face. You hang the rope to a hook attached to the ceiling and find a chair. You're standing on the chair screaming, "why was I put here?! I do nothing right!" you kick the chair from under you and you fall. You take your last breath and look at the moon. When you take your last breath, God whispers, "I forgive you. I'll give you another chance." Next thing you know, you're looking at your body just hanging there and you see how miserable you look. You have flash backs and all you can see is how many people you pushed away because you were thinking in your mind, "they can't and won't understand." Then you visit someone at her house and you watch her parents arguing and yelling at each other. her dad is drunk and hit both of them.... Her name was Alayna. You just relized.... "Maybe... Just maybe, I could have a friend. Maybe I could change the way I am to people. Maybe I can.... help someone in need not feel they way I do.... feeling like they need to end their lives." Then she saw her mother leaning over her as she was laying on the floor with a rope burn around your neck. You're mother is crying. She doesn't know what to do. you take a deep breath and open your eyes and say, "I'm so sorry mom! I don't know what I was doing." You are worth something. You have friends. You have people that can be there for you. You are perfect just the way you are and you are loved.
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