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[ joceyln . florces ]

// I know you so well, so well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty

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Sighing she rest her head on the wooden desk. She knew that everything was crumbling into pieces. Her anger rises and slowing breaths through her nose. Tears brim her eyes and slowly slid down her cheeks.
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// i know you so well, so well
I've been trapped in my mind girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend there's something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold back

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Quickly she rubs the tears off her face roughly. Sniffing her nose she stands and exits the classroom. Hearing the teacher and the students creating a loud commotion behind her.
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// I'm in pain, wanna put ten shots in my brain
I've been tripped by some things I can't change
Suicidal, same time I maintain, fuck this thing
Get a phone call
Girl that you fuck with killed herself
How is it someone when nobody help
And ever since then, man, I hate myself
Wanna fucking end it
Pessimistic
All wanna see me with no pot to piss in
But been excited 'bout the grave I'm digging
Having conversations about my haste decisions
Fucking sickening
At the same time, memory surfaced through the grapevine
But my uncle playing with a slipknot
Post traumatic stress got me fucked up
Been fucked up since a couple months they had a brotha locked up
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Shutting her eyes, she walks towards the school doors.
She was tired, but people failed to understand that.
She had a great life.
She had a mother
Father
Friends
people that could help her.
She has a house.
She not being bullied.
nothing at all.
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//I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I be feeling pain, I be feeling pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
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But she can't help but to feel an empty felling in her chest. She felt like it traveled down to her stomach. 
Walking out she felts the gentle breeze go push her face. Sighing she walks slowly down the road, staring at the clear blue sky.

She gets home with a fake smile that she shows to everyone.

       she laughs taking a folder out placing it on her bed.



                she leaves again walking towards the bridge.


So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired
So tired

finally get in the bridge. Her last thought with no hesitation places her foot out........
//I know you so well, I know you well
I mean, I can do anything that he can
I've been pretty

I can sleep now. And falls into the dark endless void of her mind.........
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