Headache
the sound of their screams echos in my head
their screams never cease
my head hurts
the doors slam
no angry silence ends their fight
the pain worsens
day by day night by night their bickering gets too hard to bare
the shrieks grow louder throughout the day
all I can feel is the pain
the screaming is driving me mad
how can they claim to love each other and then lash out like they do?
the pain grows by the second
they never hear my pleads of silence
their hatred is escalading
my head threatens to explode
I tell them the pain is wretched but they don't hear me
it's as if screaming is the only thing they're able to do anymore
I wither in agonizing pain
I can only hear the screams
I can only feel the pain and hatred as I start to slip from conciousness
the agonizing pain worsens
and then I relize it wasn't them screaming, it was I
I was fighting with them, not those around me, but the voices that entered my head
my head was being riped apart,I was sure of it, what else could cause me this pain?
the voices in my head start to get louder shouting at me but I don't understand
the anger in their tones lashes out at me
the pain still grows worse
I can not take it anymore
breaking through my unconcious state, I reach for the poket knife on my desk
the pain in my head is much worse than the growing one in my wrist
the pain is growing dull
I felt so relieved; it was ending
I heard something other than the fadeing cries in my head;my mothers scream
I felt a presure against my wrist, and then a sharp pain as the screams continued, louder than they were before
I cried out in pain, my glorious relief receading
I broke through my dark haven, desperate to stop the pain
I cried out again as the screams grew louder
I saw her then my mother franticly trying to keep me alive
I used all the strenght i had to push her hand off the slowing flow of blood
the pain grew worse, but I tried so hard to ignore the last of it
In my last seconds of life I smiled at my mother gently closing my eyes
In those last seconds I relized they would never understand my reason behind suicide but they would know that where ever I was I would finally never feel anymore pain
-Rachael
Beauty... what is the meaning of the word? three meanings i personally favor the third, what defines you, what leads you to believe, in that which you receive, is the meaning, the reasoning, behind the find, of human kind
-Insight
 angel_ninja · Mon Aug 25, 2008 @ 09:38pm · 1 Comments |
