Do you ever feel so sad that your heart is in your stomach and all you want to do is grab it, feels like a weight pulsing through you, and no one has any kind of clue.
Do you ever hurt so bad that your brain overthinks and all you want to do is sleep, feels like you'll never rest again, and no one knows who's really dead
Do you ever wonder what you could have done better and all you want is to start over, like if all you could do was just restart and not live with this regret of missing someone
I guess the reality is no one knows what it's like to be in my skin, as a smile with my dry eyes, I'm no longer allowed to cry.. because I'm not the one who has died..
About the Creator
Joy
Writing a scary short stories to espace reality
What’s your reason for reading them?
Dreaming of being an author and love any support
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