The silver blade slips from my hand as the clock in my room strikes 12 A stream of red rolls down my arm 4 glistening red drops of the liqiud falls to my tile floor Tears start to roll down my cheeks I have just grasped the reality of what I have done I am… Continue reading The Clock strikes 12
Author: DarkEssence
Karah live in florida...not the brightest...hyperavctive....lost inside myself...n thoughts often deadli....Seriously
At 12 O
The silver blade slips from my hand as the clock in my room strikes 12 A stream of red rolls down my arm 4 glistening red drops of the liqiud falls to my tile floor Tears start to roll down my cheeks I have just grasped the reality of what I have done I am… Continue reading At 12 O
The Beginning of the End
My hand starts to tremble I start to feel weak Tears fall from my face like lil rain drops. I fall to the ground A pill bottle rolls away from my hand Memories of my once happy life flash by me My holding me, gram rocking me to sleep, daddy…I draw a blank there Then… Continue reading The Beginning of the End
What its Like
My ears start to throb I hear his foot steps downstairs Thump, thump, thump I hear him coming up the stairs I start to cry silently I pray to God with all my heart that dad is sober My father starts to scream “Samantha didnt I tell you o do the freaking dishes?” I close… Continue reading What its Like
Last Breathe
The silver blade slips from my hand as the clock in my hallway strikes 12 A stream of red rolls down my arm 4 glistening red drops of the liqiud falls to my tile floor Tears start to roll down my cheeks I have just grasped the reality of what I have done I am… Continue reading Last Breathe
New Beginnings
My hand starts to tremble I start to feel weak Tears fall from my face like lil rain drops. I fall to the ground A pill bottle rolls away from my hand Memories of my once happy life flash by me My holding me, gram rocking me to sleep, daddy…I draw a blank there Then… Continue reading New Beginnings
Death By Daddy’s Hands
My ears start to throb I hear his foot steps downstairs Thump, thump, thump I hear him coming up the stairs I start to cry silently to my self. I pray to God with all my heart that daddy is sober My father starts to scream “Karah didnt I tell you to do the freaking… Continue reading Death By Daddy’s Hands