Tuesday, March 4, 2008

   Quizilla fun.
This isn’t suppose to be happening.
I can’t feel anything. Not my hands, my feet, my ears. Nothing! I- I don’t know what is wrong with me. Oh God, please help me. What is this? What is this? What the hell is this?!
What did I do to deserve this? I’d rather feel my body being lit on fire than this vast emptiness. I didn’t mean to hurt her.
I didn’t mean to, honest. I loved her and you fucking know it! You know damn well that I cared about her! I would never hurt her... never.
Just please. Please tell me she’s okay. Tell me that she’s not going through the same thing that I am. Whatever you tell me, please tell me she’s alive!

I can’t live on like this. Not with this feeling. This feeling of “nothingness”. Not without her. I know, it was a stupid idea. Yes! I know it was! Damnit! I told you I was sorry! I didn’t want this to fucking happen. I didn’t. I... just thought that this would make us happy.
I didn’t know. I didn’t know that this would happen. Why didn’t you tell me something? Well?! Don’t fucking ignore me! I fucking needed you when I was younger and you were never there. I need you now. Don’t leave me like this. Dying?
Dead?
Alive?
Whatever you call it. God... maybe this is for the good. Maybe I would be doing the world a favor if I were to just crawl up and die. Maybe... maybe she’d be happy.

No, no, no, no, no! You bastard! You aren’t suppose to let this happen! You’re suppose to watch over us. That’s what they fucking tell us in church... damn liars. You, you don’t love us. Not me anyhow.
Oh, god damnit. I’m sorry.... just please tell me. Is she okay? I want to hear her voice one more time. I want to feel her soft hand on my cheek... wiping away the tears. I need her... oh please... I need her.

I still can’t feel anything. Why? No! This isn’t suppose to be happening. Just please, take it all away! Make this stop! This isn’t fucking funny!
Is this how you get your sick kicks?! Some fucking God you are.
Damn you. Damn you!
Do you fucking hear me?! I said damn you!

No! Oh God, no! The light. I see the light! No, don’t do this to me! You bastard! I love her! I need her! I have to see her again! I fucking love her!

I promised to marry her and to give her everything! Everything! Is she okay? Tell me before it's too late! Please! The light is getting closer!
No! No! No!
Please! No! Tell me damnit!
Tell me before it’s too la...
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So yea. Random (short) story I posted up on Quizilla. Crazy? Yes. Pointless? Eh... possibly. Anyhow, for those of you who don't get the ending, he "died"... or something. Use your imagination. >:D
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5:33pm
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