Beneath the Barricades

fictional diary/story of a girl who is mortified by her own existence.


7. Pain

I am a victim of pain, none the less. it's slowly eating me alive, like a snake would do with it's victims. Here i am, sitting, weeping, in the belly of the beast - wishing that i could be saved. But i am not Noah and there is not a God that can save me from this netherworld. I shall perish here, in this godforsaken darkness. No one can save me except myself, but i cant even treat myself with decency, so nothing makes me think i'll be the heroin. What have i become? Everyone i knew went away. They left. So this must be the end. All i ever wanted, needed, was the feeling of security, likableness, lovableness even, but nay, i cannot have any. I am a low life who will die in the nub of her depression. That is all that i am good for now. 

With Sincere Regrets,

Kelly Ann.


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