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Falling....It's dark not much light I can't feel anything the one red tying me to reality back to society breaking....a hand reaches towards me screaming for my name I fall deeper into the dark abyss the wings I once had shattering I close my eyes no sound, No light, No scenery, heart full, heart grey emotions leaving my mind like a tornado would when it passes. Then I feel warmth hit against my back I open my eyes and look back smiling as tears brim at the corner of my eyes a black goop like substance consuming me "It's finally time to go..." My Voice hushed I close my eyes again waiting for the back to envelope me but no I feel a hand grab onto mine the black substance only halfway done the red ribbon once broken fixes itself connecting to the red ribbon of the hand how do I know all of this? I don't dare open my eyes
"someone please let go..." I plead
[ACT]
[HELP?] [LET GO?]
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