TW: Gore
There's a void in my chest that cannot be patched. When everything is fine something in the void tickles my mind. My left side starts to turn black and my skin starts decay. As my skin breaks
A dark decaying hand attached to a decaying arm crawls out the hole in my chest and talks to me. Every part of skin it touches starts decaying. It reaches back into my chest and pulls
Out a cup of Chlorine. It forces me to drink a little bit but I refuse and negotiate that I drink only half. It feeds me chlorine and a dark black void opens up under me and starts
Grasping at my right side and with every tug my skin peels off. Nevertheless I stay conscious and I don't go fully into the void despite the hand welcoming me in as my only
Friend. He feeds me some chlorine and we sit on the edge of the void looking down at the melancholy life i live, reminiscing the times when everything was alright. All we can do is drink
Chlorine and reminisce on the edge of the void. Sometimes it gets tired of the chlorine and tosses it down the void hitting my heart and making it ache.
It comforts me by talking about moreMemories and feeding me chlorine. It's an endless cycle i cannot escape, though I wish too. The hand in the void is my only friend. As the void still grasps at my left side all my skin falls
Off and black blood spills out revealing a black skeleton. Effects of the chlorine.
No matter how hard i try, I can never be truly happy. I don't wanna die, I don't wanna move forward, I wannaGo back. Take me back. Please. I'm so sick and tired of the is endless cycle. I'm sick of drinking chlorine and feeling so depressed when I least expect it . I just. I want. Please. Please. Maybe if. Please.
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The Dark Ages Volume 1 [ Formerly "A Sideways Plummet"]
PoetryPoetry was always there for me when nobody else was, and when I fell into a really dark time in my life, it was there to help me through it. This book marks the start of that dark time as I entered what I like to call, "the dark ages." Buckle up, ge...