Chapter 1
running, running, running
just run.
far away.
where pain doesn’t exist.
where feelings don’t exist.
where no one exists.
where nothing exists.
wait, wake up.
it’s a dream.
a wonderful dream.
an addictive dream.
an obsession.
i can make it reality, though.
just pick up that knife.
its ok, just pick it up.
i’m here for you, right?
now just slice it through right.. There.
it didn’t bleed.
how weak.
deeper,
deeper,
i whisper in your ear.
oops, too deep.
a little light headed you feel.
things feel like clouds.
soft fluffy clouds you can hold onto like..
me.
oh, feeling a bit too soft.
i guide you in deeper.
deeper and deeper.
oh, a little too much.
i watch as you gently collapse to the floor,
your body slowly folding itself to the ground,
gracefully, tenderly.
i watch as the deep red continues to flow.
onto the floor it stains it a delicious crimson.
a color i made you learn to love.
i watch as your heart slowly stops beating, your lungs slowly stops breathing.
running, running, running.
your mind forever runs.
-Noura S
