Today. It started out alright. Just. Stuff felt wrong. Felt against me. I made it through classes alright, and did some work. I was fine. I started killing people, in a game of course, which always makes everything better, right? Then boom. I just got hit. Shot. I didn't even know how to react. My body just freaked out. My mind running at a million miles an hour, without really thinking of anything. Like a blur. Why... It doesn't matter how you portray it or even how you see it. I will always see it as that moment in which I become not yours anymore. Out of sight, out of reach. Out of thought... Why does this seem to happen with everyone. I hate it. It's the worst thing imaginable, but yet it keeps coming back. I can't stand it. What must I do... I'm sorry. Just go. I promised.
Just please...when you go, as I lay here with this bullet through my chest, remember me when you're through with what you will.
I'm sorry
Love
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