Suicide Is Silent

A veil of almost impeccable silence, thrown over the drasticly darkened room. The light filtered out almost as quickly as a bird synchronized with its mate.

The most traumatizing events have taken place, leaving a rather breathless lost girl in its wake. I seem rather baffled that I, Sky, am having to put through relentless torture thrown upon me by the Almighty God in the upper sky, most higher than all the brightest stars.

I breathe in this air, the crisp, fresh sensation of steal and moldy houses filter through my nostrils, replacing the oxygenated air with a poorer result of carbon dioxide. Beneath the surface, my heart flutters, wishing to be grasped by any who ask to have it. My hands fall numb, carelessly hanging limp by my sides, wishing for someone to grab them and spread their warmth through them.

I only wish for an escape. Two days have gone by since I have seen the ghastly dark black eyes of my father who as he mentioned will "be here till May." That's a rather pitying thing, to be exact, since he probably had come back for me to see how his only child was doing in this hellish place called Earth and for whatever "job" he had said he was here for.

I don't exactly understand why he would want to know anything about me now? It simply puzzles me beyond doubt. Does he know something curiously odd about me that makes me think so low of myself or is it because he just wants to see how pathetic I turned out being raised by the drug addicted mother who could care less about anything but herself?

My screams and wails fall upon deaf ears. Soon, I will rid from the world, nothing will be left of me except for maybe a flat gray headstone with my name, year of birth and date of death. I will soon be a corpse, my skin turning to ash, my hair never ceasing to stop growing. Rats will soon fill up my coffin, whispering their little squeaks of filth into my hollowed out head, scrambling over each other to scavange the last bit of remaing meat on my dead body.

* * *

School comes in the wake of a new, dead morning. The clouds are pressed flatly against the sky, the sun barely risen from beyond the neighboring houses of where I live. Nothing seems extraordinarily different today. It just looks like you all will be getting to live through the eyes of the one and only, Pathetic Little Sky.

School starts off how it normally does, the snickering and little snide comments from my oh so friendly peers. Their little snippets of conversation dribble over to me through the throng of wildly spreading teenagers of all sizes. The hallways fill up quickly, hardly any space for even air to travel through, it's so crowded. It's never been this crowded before. I take in the sight before me, people shouting and laughing and having the best time they could at the most miserable place on Earth, high school.

Classes are slow, I drift through them like a leaf floating from one edge of a pond to the farthest edge. Lunch comes quickly though, for some reason. Outside, the trees sway in harmony to the wind drifting through their leaves and making their branches dance to an unkown tune. I smile, for the first time in months of meeting Thomas, at the beautiful way the trees seem to move without a care in the world.

I might be a broken record and a hopeless cause but right at this moment, I couldn't care less, as long as the trees were swaying and their branches were dancing to an unkown tune, all would be right the pathetic and dank world of Sky.

Little, poor miserable me, how I suffer immensely from my horrid thoughts and degrading conscious. I serve to be an example of the most pathetic human being on Earth. This chapter in my life will soon end, along with my relentless suffering from which has no direct cause.

My birthday is almost here, along with my death date.

A/N: It was short, I know. It's been so long since I last wrote anything and I'm terribly sorry for the longest update yet. It's going to take me a while to get back into the swing of things and I would very much appreciate everyone who continues having faith in me to update you. If not, I completely understand why you would not like to wait as many as a few months for a update. :)