Just a little

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Just a little longer, do you hear me?
I would beg for it.
Beg for my body and mind to let loose of that tingling feeling.
But I don't want to.
I want to give in to it, scar my skin all over, create a exit for everything that's stuck to clouding my mind.
But, it's just a little longer.
Just a little, until I reach two years.
Just a little, two weeks.
If I hold on just a little longer, will it bring me good fortune and let me loose for the rest of my life?
If I give in, will it bring misfortune?
It doesn't matter.
I crave that feeling.
My pride, that's always been stopping me, crumbling.
Just a little, each day.
I am destined to loose.
I tried, I swear, just without the energy to keep trying.
I want it to stop, that tingling on my skin, that burning.
But.
I don't.
I need that feeling of the sting every time I move.
I deserve it.
But will I hold on just a little longer?
Allow me to feel it, please.
Just a little.

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