
Eyes closed, I listen. Listen to the voices that are talking, talking, talking.
Yelling, yelling now, from the inside out.
Telling me to stop. Telling me to go.
Laughing. Crying. Dying.
I drown in the words, sucking them into my lungs, burning like a raging fire.
It'd be a beautiful ending they'd say. What a rush, what a thrill. It draws me closer, turning off the sounds from the outside.
The freedom is so enticing, I shut off the outside voices and wrap the warm thought of infinity around my soul.
The air grew colder, but time slowed, teasing me with forever as the ledge disappears. I looked down for the last time at escape before darkness took me to oblivion.
About the Creator
Isabella Walker
I'm trying my best so if you're reading this, thank you! (Most of these pieces I will be revising and editing throughout this process, keep coming back for updated pieces!!)



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