Shadow Death

Trigger warning: abuse, violence, attempted murder. Very disturbing read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hands on my throat A calming ‘shhh’ A tender stroke The grip tightens Can’t breathe Soothing voices whisper in my ear As the grip tightens even more The shadows won’t sleep They dance about my walls A graze of a finger down my arm Stroking

Conflicted

Blue Ice Cold Cutting through the skin like a knife Bubbles pouring out of my nose As I sink lower and lower I keep reaching for the light and almost make it But black tentacles snake their way upwards Low whispers About the past Slowly and sensually gripping me Trapping me in my memories They’re

In Precious Memory Of

So just a few days ago, one of my younger brothers joked about the death of balloons and it was so hilarious, I wanted to share it on here 😁 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heading to a restaurant for your birthday, you sit down and am presented with menus. Family arrive, photos are taken and videos recorded. Meals

Warning: This might be a trigger for some people ______________________________________________ Crying Pressed into a corner Whimpering Hands over ears Anger Yelling Flashes back to childhood Hands shaking Rocking back and forth Flinches when someone comes close Can’t breathe Silence Freezes Braces for slap For more yelling Instead A gentle hand Am pulled close Rubs my