March 2nd, 2014by TheGlassChild
Iâ€™ve been going out with the same girl for over 5 years. Tonight, when everyone will be sleeping, this is gonna end. Those are simple words. Meaningless words for you all. But you donâ€™t know. Nobody knows. Youâ€™re not breathing my absence of air right now. Youâ€™re not filled with these sharp sticks inside your stomach. Youâ€™re all in your own world and it doesnâ€™t affect you at all. So why am I writting itÂ ?
To distract myself, maybe. To pause the destructive emotions. To use Mr. Brain and forget about Mr Heart for few minutes.
She will cry a lot. She will definitly hate me. She wonâ€™t understand a thing, and Iâ€™ll be sorry too much. Iâ€™ll be the best coward possible, but it wonâ€™t be enough for her. Thereâ€™s no sun left before the storm. This is do or die, and I still hope that Iâ€™m gonna chose do instead of die. But gosh.
I feel sick. I canâ€™t stop caughing. I feel horrible. Iâ€™m gonna vomit. I donâ€™t know what to do now, waiting for her to come back from work. I donâ€™t know what to think about. I donâ€™t know what I should be doing. If I should talk to someone, if I should take a walk or what. I feel I canâ€™t even move. I want to be invisible. Inexistant.
God. Someone. Anyone. Anything. Please.