The dark route
The dark route
I had gotten out of that dammed alley way..
Finally
Freedom
I walk down for what seems forever, I hear the growling of crows, the cackling that lingers in the air
And somehow
I’m not scared
I waltzed down, I’m on ice
My Lacey dress is long, crumpled and ripped, covered in blood. Either mine... or someone else’s.
I come to a stop
There’s 10 mirrors representing people... familiar faces
X
R
P
D
D
B
C
W
K
J
I’ve hurt these people...
X cried, ‘you broke me...’
R sighed, ‘look what you’ve done’
P frowned, ‘I can no longer be here for you..’
D groaned and whined ‘I just want to go home...’
D growled, ‘your stupid.’
B sighed, ‘why.’
C shook their head, ‘you ruined everything’
W grunted, ‘you whore!’
K growled lowly, ‘you’
J laughed, ‘are a’
M gritted their teeth ‘Disgrace’
X appeared again, this time he was angry. His tear-stained face is now scrunched up. He is furious. He looks at me and cackles
‘JUST END IT ALREADY’
I was on the floor, mirrors watching me. There laughing and some are crying. Their shadows are crying and their faces are mad
Throw me back!!
Give me back to the alley way!!
Please
I can’t do this!!!
I’m dying
This is your fault!!!
This is torture!
I want to die
Suddenly
The mirrors scratch and screech, they shadder I pant and cry, I see birds flying around and singing
How can they be so happy?
There singing happy tunes and cheerful lyrics
How can they be so happy?
Please go away....
I lay down and curl into a ball
My wrist are bloody and so is my happiness
It hurts
I’m dying aren’t I?
Heh... this isn’t how I pictured it
But...here we are
All because of that stupid alley
Please help me
And like that I stayed
And like that I laid
And like that I cried
And like that
I thought I had died
A helping hand is all I ask for
You were supposed to be my white blood
But you’ve left
I’m ready to fly
Buts it’s an impossible height
Oh well....
I’m stuck on the ground
and that’s were I stay