When I slam and lock the door, the prison inside feels unbearable. I want to be set free from all this pain and misery. As I stare at the blank wall, something catches my eye. That gleam from the moonlight hits the metal. It shines bright, and it has sealed my fate. As I walk towards it, I feel possessed by it, like this person walking towards their destiny. It isn't me, but as I picked up the glimmering iron, I knew this was of my own choosing. I can feel my hand shaking as I hold it. I see the reflection of my weary eyes in it. It looks so warm and inviting, but cold and rejected. I want it so bad to pierce my ice cold skin, but I am too terrified to do it. There is one part of me that wants all this pain, inside and out, to disappear, but somewhere deep inside of me, hope exists. It is screaming out at me wanting to come out,but is being suffocated beneath the darkness that I have created. I can't but the fate was there even before I had picked it up. After it pierces me, my tears fall to the cold and empty floor. I thought that by choosing this, it would end all the emptiness, pain, and misery. But now there is nothing left. The emptiness remains, and I am still a captive to my own prison.
-By: Kayla Valentiny
Posted By: TwinSnakes by request |
Submission Name: "Lost Hope
