This is an unexpected new journal entry. It's just a little something I wrote a few minutes ago. Thought I'd share it with everyone.
I sit here alone tonight my wrists pouring blood. I sit and watch as the precious liquid life drips onto the floor. As I watch these droplets fall to the floor and splash in the puddle that has gathered by my feet. I think of what my life has been, up to this point. I think of all the loved ones I have lost. I can hear them as I draw in my last few breaths of air. I think of all those who Ive wronged in my life.how I will never get to say Im sorry . I sit there bleeding thinking about all the people that loved me and the people I love. How I will be missed and how I will miss them. My life wasnt as bad as I thought ,I was blessed and I was to blind to see it all til now. Why? Why did I choose to take my life? My eyesight is now blurry,all I can see is fuzzy objects. My hearing is slowly fadeing,I can hear my mother and father screaming and crying. Oh how I wish I could live now, not only for them but for myself as well. I realize now that I had so much to live for. I want to cry out save me but my words do not come out. They are just a muffeled cough. Then it all goes dark.
I sit here alone tonight my wrists pouring blood. I sit and watch as the precious liquid life drips onto the floor. As I watch these droplets fall to the floor and splash in the puddle that has gathered by my feet. I think of what my life has been, up to this point. I think of all the loved ones I have lost. I can hear them as I draw in my last few breaths of air. I think of all those who Ive wronged in my life.how I will never get to say Im sorry . I sit there bleeding thinking about all the people that loved me and the people I love. How I will be missed and how I will miss them. My life wasnt as bad as I thought ,I was blessed and I was to blind to see it all til now. Why? Why did I choose to take my life? My eyesight is now blurry,all I can see is fuzzy objects. My hearing is slowly fadeing,I can hear my mother and father screaming and crying. Oh how I wish I could live now, not only for them but for myself as well. I realize now that I had so much to live for. I want to cry out save me but my words do not come out. They are just a muffeled cough. Then it all goes dark.
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it's some powerful shit
and yeah, not much scares me persay movie book or otherwise, but for some reason survival horror games always get my blood rushing... i guess it's cos i'm part of the experience instead of just watching it.
But seriously though, interesting words...not too depressing or anything