last one
the ground is falling out from under my feet and i can't seem to walk away. i'm fascinated by the crumbling tile, looking into the abyss below i go silently. not having enough care to grab for the edge of the floor i slip away without a sound, and like that i've vanished. oddly enough noone else seems to have noticed, or really cared that everything was crashing down. the bomb exploded but only i could hear it. i turned in every direction screaming for help, tears were falling down my face, yet not one person turned around or even blinked an eye. it was as if i was not there, or not worth saving. i fought against it for awhile until i realized that there was nothing left worth fighting for. it was the moment when i realized that noone would extend their hand for me, and it hit me, i was alone. for the very first time in my life the lights disappeared, and this time there weren't coming back on. the darkness was suffocating, and it closed in on me, wrapping around me like a blanket. it wasn't warm and comforting, instead a dull numbess overcame my body. i was trapped, but it didn't matter, because this time noone was coming to find me, there would be no rescue team, no funeral, nothing. it was as if i had never even been born. i tried to think of what i could have done differently and i realized...i realized it was one sick lie. it hit me that people will always let you down, and trust noone because words are empty. love is a choice that is rarely chosen, and all is not fair in love and war. i deserved something better, but sadly noone believed that but me. i settled for second best because the best threw me out on the street. that's how i ended up here in this darkness, outkast by the world, society, eveything that was once my comfort is now my pain. this darkness knows me and becomes me. i'm left with trying to get out or staying. this time i'm staying for good, there's no point in leaving.
