I can still smell the scent of vomit and blood
from that friday night
I can still see it splattered all over the white tiles
I can hear the gulps and screams of fear
calling from within
It's only been two days after
I am numb
My eyes are sore
I can't let any tears out anymore
There is never a warning
An advertisement to prepare you
For the worst
It just happens
Between a blink
There's no time to act strong
Your inner self is set free
For everyone to see
Who you truly are
In your vulnerable peak
I still can't sleep properly
If i do
I dream of the sirens screeching
The paramedics running into my home
Then my eyes get wet and blurry
the tears stream down my face as fast
as the ambulance had drove to get here
That is the only time i'm allowed to cry
The only time i let myself fall apart
At night,doors locked
so i can unlock all that i store
About the Creator
Cassidy Kirk
I am a young freelance journalist who also enjoys creative writing as you can see from my work.
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