meet me where the world ends

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briony.

the knife is docile against roughen skin.
jagged amongst fresh scars, lymphatic form
of a new body.
roots tie at the flesh, dragging me

             down   

      down
   
                   down

into its sinister chamber.
ice of the walls, flames of the floor.
i don't want to be alone anymore.

the mind is the cruelest word i've ever heard.
suffocating my chest until gospel splutter.
i am not a child of the heavens, demons plaster
my marble mausoleum that i have not slept.
quietus is a lonely thought, but it is nothing new.
i have already written a life's worth of solitary volume.

loneliness is a friend but i don't want to hold its hand.
done so much damage, perhaps this is what i deserve.
can't let him see me like this, sacrifice then bleed.

i can do this.

metal brushes my chest.
i am still here, just a little closer.
inhale. exhale.


one

just do it.

two

don't be scared, it will
only hurt for a second.

three

tighten the grip, sink into
me until i can't breathe.

but then he disrupts me.
and suddenly, i'm not the only who wants to be freed.
letter sent to me,

it can't be.

hear his voice so clearly.
i'm going to end him, briony.

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