Carl; not quite

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Let's pretend to be happy.

I knew I couldn't but I can pretend, right?

I finally reached the building, the top floor stood tall. I shook in fear.

I took deep breaths and held my head high, reaching a dead end. Savoring the moment that led to this,

I knew,

I knew it was just right.

I held onto the rail and put my leg over it. Taking a glance at 'Do not go over this rail' sign and did it anyways. I examined the little people that roamed the streets and the buildings that sang sadly,

"it's not that i dislike myself

you see

i just have to live with myself

day in

day out

like the rest of us

eternally alone"

I knew what it meant. I just knew it but not, quite.

When you realize that you never meant anything to anyone, it's almost like a bomb dropped, but not quite.

When you notice that people stop talking to you in the hallways, it's almost that they've given up on you, but not quite.

When not even your parents even bother to kiss you goodnight, it's like you knew it was coming, but not quite.

When your friends stopped asking if you were alright, you figured it was because you were too needy, too high maintenance, but not quite.

When you realize that even your best effort wasn't good enough, you were never good enough, but not quite.

You were never anything at all.

Just an empty space in the wall.

And you think to yourself, maybe I deserved this.

But not quite.

Taking a step forward I lift my arms as if I were about to fly, but a flightless bird cannot fly. Falling I took a deep breath and

Woke up.

I tried to write a happy ending sorry if this sucks I know the last one did

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