Ausus_girl13
Rarely Behaved
- Joined
- Mar 18, 2009
- Posts
- 6,380
I am missing something. My weary eyes are raised to my broken hand and I feel nothing. I tilt my head curiously watching me seep over her dress, the stain building in the white.. the red.. the white.
I achingly scoot and crawl to just before her and collapse. I cradle my softly bleeding head into her lap, I lay there bleeding on her, on me. Broken. She said something.. here and no where else? Where?
Why is this so hard for me? Why? Inside I am screaming, but something isn't clicking. Ugh. I am nothing.
My eyes look to my blood stained hand, and it's both mine and isn't. It's hers and isn't. I am sure I am losing it now.
A thought crosses my mind, it makes me smirk. I lift my head and kiss my palm softly and then her dress my lips leaving a lipstick and blood mark on the white.
There. I kissed it and made it all better.
I achingly scoot and crawl to just before her and collapse. I cradle my softly bleeding head into her lap, I lay there bleeding on her, on me. Broken. She said something.. here and no where else? Where?
Why is this so hard for me? Why? Inside I am screaming, but something isn't clicking. Ugh. I am nothing.
My eyes look to my blood stained hand, and it's both mine and isn't. It's hers and isn't. I am sure I am losing it now.
A thought crosses my mind, it makes me smirk. I lift my head and kiss my palm softly and then her dress my lips leaving a lipstick and blood mark on the white.
There. I kissed it and made it all better.