Eternal

Intro Chapter.

Tasha lied still on her back, unable to make a pitch or a sound.

Her body made no movements as she stared up wide eyed at the ceiling that rested peacefully above her head.

Her light brown eyes that held the color of a brown paper bag, glistened as a tear slowly slid down her cheek from the stiffness that her body held.

Her body felt paralyzed, but it wasn't. It was only numb to the pain that she felt.

Love was the only thing that could make a person feel a way as such.

Love, love, love

Such a powerful word, that gives you a broken feeling.

What's love? She thought to herself.

Here she was, thinking love was just an amazing feeling, but turns out she was wrong.

A sore heart, hurt soul, and empty patch is all that love gives

No happily ever after, no fairly tale coming true.

If you loved me you would've held me tight, and wouldn't have let me go. If you loved me you would have done right by my and wouldn't have made me into the fool that I've been for you. If you loved me, you would have let me go freely, instead of holding on and partially breaking me

Love doesn't mean a thing, because love doesn't love you. Love can make you feel worthless, because love shows your true worth. She thought to herself, all while different thoughts clouded her mind.

If I don't love myself, nobody will

If I don't know my worth, nobody will She mumbled lowly to herself, ignoring the sharp pain that she felt in her chest.

She felt as someone had a knife, repeatedly ramming it deep into her heart

But she knew they didn't

Instead, it was a person sitting on top of her heart, steadily striking it in a slow, but quickened pace, slowly causing the pain to go away, and now come off as a numb feeling.

It was like the person would do it, then pause and make it as everything was okay, then stab her heart again, and again, and again

His name was Cupid

And he was playing tug-a-war with her heart

"How bout I just end it all" she spoke l to herself, standing up and walking towards the bathroom

Once inside, her small hand reached for the full bottle of pills.

The pain got old

The numbness began to feel useless

Opening the pill bottle, she poured the whole bottle in her hand.

Admiring the white oval substances that sat in the palm of her hand, she took a deep breath before stuffing them all in her mouth at once

She looked in the mirror at herself

"This isn't me" she cried, touching the dark bags underneath her eyes

Her once beautiful and glowing skin, was now filthy, crinkly, and old looking.

She placed her hand on the cracking skin of her lips, looking at the roughness of her hair that scattered everywhere. Her once beautiful light brown eyes, now held little to no color and a black lining at the bottom

"This isn't me" she cried once more, clutching onto her pounding head.

She grabbed onto the bathroom counter as her balance began to lose itself.

Her mouth began foaming up, and her dark and low eyes began to roll behind her head

Soon, she completely lost control of herself as her body began shaking uncontrollably.

Falling only the floor, her body vigorously shook.

And just like that it ended

Everything ended.

The shaking ended,

Her breathing ended,

The pain ended,

Her Life ended

Or did it ?