Thursday, July 9, 2015

The River

And she threw herself into the river. 
The ice cold greeted her greedily, consuming her nerves and feelings. 
There was nothing left but black and numb, and his words were echoing through her head.
Did he mean it? 
No, he couldn’t mean it. 
The world was dark, silent, finally at peace with everything that was pulling her to shreds. 
Her breath went over, choked out in her throat. 
Once. Twice. Thrice. 
She was succumbing, she didn’t care anymore.
And his words faded out as the ice waves covered her face. 
The darkness consumed her. 

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