Death surrounds me. There is no escape.
How do you live in such a world?
I cannot fathom how.
I do not understand how one could do such a thing.
Death, death, killing more than just time. Killing her.
Screams echo into the midnight sky. Air is crisp and peaceful. Until she shreiks.
The sweet, scarlet liquid pulsing from her veins collects on the floor.
Mangled and torn, her life is ripped away. Stolen.
A crime comitted. But nobody sees. Nobody knows.
Murdered with words. They cut like knives, sharp and painful. Agony fills the depths of her soul.
Death is slow. But it will come.
Their words swirl in her mind. She picks up the knife.
Blood spills, and discomfort follows.
All beacause of a few words.