The Cold Dark Enemy... of Myself
It's a warm, windless day in March, the sun shining through the gaps of the pale white clouds.
There is no time to look back now I have gone too far.
I don't know where I am, but I'm alone.
I pass a clear creek, as I look down I can hear yelling and screaming coming from inside my body.
I can't look up, I don't move and it gets harder to breathe.
I cough and it all slowly fades away. I start to walk again,
and then it starts, as I run it progresses faster.
I cant stop it,
then it takes over my body and I fall.
instantly hitting the grass beneath me, I cant feel anything.
My whole body is num.
I feel something
Sitting here alone,
sometimes I wonder if it was worth it.
should I have just told him,
would it have changed.
all I can think about is him but I don't know what to do.
he chose this,
not me.
we were friends and now we barely talk.
when I see him I remember all the fun times we had together.
and I start to miss them.
Everyone told me to stay away from him and I never listened.
to me he wasn't what everyone claimed he was.
I still think to myself,
what if....
was it all for a good reason,
or will I just regret it for the rest of my life.