Hurt And Crazy, chapter 1
Have you ever loved someone so much, but they are not there when you need them most? When you are falling, dying? And you are so upset and you don't know what to do? So you start to panic, start to freak. You find a knife and place it upon your wrist.
"Just do it!" the voices in your head say, taunting you. You are just about to slice your wrist when you hear someone coming. It is your true love. At least he used to be. He has hurt you again with another woman, and he doesn't know that you are aware. He sees you with the knife. You walk towards him pointing the knife at him, like an old woman with her cane. You get closer, closer as you box him in the corner. He crowches on the floor, pleading, begging of you not to harm him. He apologizes, but the many voices in your head drown out the lies coming from his weak body.
"Why do you hurt me like this? Why do you bring me such pain?" you say. You are crazed with madness, and you don't mind.
You hold up the knife, shining, gleaming in the dark. The knife finally cuts into his body, shoving it into him like a Thanksgiving turkey.
"THIS IS FOR THE BAD SEX!" you scream.
"THIS IS FOR THE PAIN" you say, stabbing him again.
"AND THIS IS TO PUT YOU OUT OF YOU MISERY!" you say, stabbing yourself in the heart, ending your miserable life once and for all.
"Just do it!" the voices in your head say, taunting you. You are just about to slice your wrist when you hear someone coming. It is your true love. At least he used to be. He has hurt you again with another woman, and he doesn't know that you are aware. He sees you with the knife. You walk towards him pointing the knife at him, like an old woman with her cane. You get closer, closer as you box him in the corner. He crowches on the floor, pleading, begging of you not to harm him. He apologizes, but the many voices in your head drown out the lies coming from his weak body.
"Why do you hurt me like this? Why do you bring me such pain?" you say. You are crazed with madness, and you don't mind.
You hold up the knife, shining, gleaming in the dark. The knife finally cuts into his body, shoving it into him like a Thanksgiving turkey.
"THIS IS FOR THE BAD SEX!" you scream.
"THIS IS FOR THE PAIN" you say, stabbing him again.
"AND THIS IS TO PUT YOU OUT OF YOU MISERY!" you say, stabbing yourself in the heart, ending your miserable life once and for all.
