water {series prologue} by catt-uccino, literature
Literature
water {series prologue}
water.
that was all i could see, taste, feel.
i could hear it roaring in my ears.
every time i opened my mouth to breathe, water filled it up.
filling my lungs.
my arms, face, legs, chest, stomach and back are all cut badly and bleeding too. i'm sure i have bruises everywhere, and my left eye hurts more than the right one does when i open it.
my head came above the water for a second, and i heard people shouting and ambulance sirens wailing.
i wanted to yell at them that i didn't want to be helped, but then i felt someone grab my arm and pull me out of the water.
my wet hair fell over my eyes, but i didn't care. my vision was growing blurry a
make it stop
theres whispers in my head
the mirror echoes everything theyve said.
to rise and shine
is so hard to do
when all the light has been taken from you.
LOOK. I used to be just like you. And I was Ten. Years. Old. So I'm telling you this. STOP. I'm not gonna reassure you. I'm not going to lie to you and say everything will magically be okay. I'm going to tell you to stop. Get off you ass and stop feeling sorry about yourself because if it's true that no one cares about you stop crying and make them care. And if they don't care then for gods sake at least care about yourself. Crying isn't going to fix anything. Killing yourself is only going to kill the people who actually care, even if you don't notice that they do. So, GET UP. STOP CRYING. Be an independent person, pick up your pieces glue your self together and GET UP. I'm not telling you that you can never fall apart. Sometimes falling apart is healthy but this isn't healthy. I'm just a person on the internet who can help with words and not actions so I'm telling you with words to GET UP. This is called tough love and since no one around her is doing it I will. This is tough love and I love you. So, GET UP.