Something Came Over Me

Something Came Over Me

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Feelings. They consume you. I wish I didn’t have them. I wish I didn’t have to feel that pain in me. It is not there then a second later it’s there. How could something happen so fast? It feels faster than light. Nothing is faster than light. But maybe this is. I feel like I’m going to throw up. I wish I could throw my feelings up and watch them be flushed down my grungy toilet. I need start over, become someone new. Why is life so difficult? They actually isn’t a word to describe it. Difficult does not explain it. The worst part is...nothing can help it. Not friends, family, ice cream. Nothing. I need to leave here. When you do finally get the sweet, sweet release of not feeling, they always come back. Something or someone will remind you. Then, you just want to go back to that grungy toilet. Flush yourself. You can always lie to yourself, but it doesn’t work. You can’t escape. You’re trapped.
Regret. I have been told many, many times to live life without regrets. That is impossible. No matter how hard you try. You can’t.
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Feelings. They consume you. I wish I didn’t have them. I wish I didn’t have to feel that pain in me. It is not there then a second later it’s there. How could something happen so fast? It feels faster than light. Nothing is faster than light. But maybe this is. I feel like I’m going to throw up. I wish I could throw my feelings up and watch them be flushed down my grungy toilet. I need start over, become someone new. Why is life so difficult? They actually isn’t a word to describe it. Difficult does not explain it. The worst part is...nothing can help it. Not friends, family, ice cream. Nothing. I need to leave here. When you do finally get the sweet, sweet release of not feeling, they always come back. Something or someone will remind you. Then, you just want to go back to that grungy toilet. Flush yourself. You can always lie to yourself, but it doesn’t work. You can’t escape. You’re trapped.
Regret. I have been told many, many times to live life without regrets. That is impossible. No matter how hard you try. You can’t.

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Submitted: May 17, 2017

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