SHORT: ALONE (SERIES: HER OWN PERSONAL HELL)

IMAN SITS NEXT TO THE EMPTY SHELL OF A MAN SHE ONCE CALLED HER LOVE.
HAVE YOU EVER SAT NEXT TO SOMEONE WHO ONCE COMPLETED YOU...AND NOW MAKES YOU FEEL MORE ALONE THAN YOU EVER HAVE BEFORE.THIS IS WHERE IMAN IS. SHE CAN'T TALK TO HIM...DOESN'T LOVE HIM, CAN'T STAND HIM... AND SHE HATES HERSELF MORE FOR ALL THOSE FACTS. INSTEAD OF TELLING HIM ANYTHING SHE KEEPS IT HIDDEN...CRIES HERSELF TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT, AND BLANKLY TELLS HIM SHE LOVES HIM.

IMAN IS STUCK IN HER OWN PERSONAL HELL.

COWARDLY AND QUIETLY SHE LIVES HER LIFE, NOT KNOWING AN OUTLET. HE USED TO BE HER OUTLET...NOW HE'S HER REGRET...THE ONLY THING SHE REGRETS. IMAN GOES INTO HER KITCHEN...GRABS THE GIN, ICE, CUP, AND A KNIFE.
SHE POURS A DRINK AND WALKS TO THE LIVING ROOM. "YOU'RE GOIG TO NEED THIS..." SHE HANDS HIM THE DRINK. HE LOOKS UP AT HER WITH HIS BIG, BLUE CARING EYES...
SHE HOLDS THE KNIFE TO HER OWN THROAT AND SWIPES...A CLEAN SLIT ALL THE WAY ACROSS. HE SCREAMS AS SHE FALLS TO THE FLOOR...HER BLOOD POOLING AT HIS FEET. HE WIMPERS OUT HER NAME.
A COWARD...SHE DIES.

-JI3

Massive Attack - Butterfly Caught

STRANGER.
PAGES.
FLAME.
MAKE IT UP.
SCARED.
AFRAID TO SEE.
RADIATE.
SMILING FOR ME.

Apocalypse Mind.

AS THE DARKNESS COMES AND GREY TAKES HER.
SHE SITS QUIETLY OBSERVING THE WORLD MELT...
IT MELTS SO SLOWLY, ALL THE COLORS BLEEDING TOGETHER...
SHE CRIES SOFTLY AS THE PAIN STARTS.
THE SLOW BURNING PAIN, THAT LASTS EVEN AFTER DEATH.
HER INSIDES SCREAM, AS HER BLANK STARE LAY...
FIXATED ON THE WORLD OUTSIDE OF HER BEDROOM WINDOW.
THE COLORS ARE MELTED NOW, INTO A POOL OF BLACKNESS ON THE GROUND.
AS EVERYTHING STAYS STATIONARY, WITH A LIFELESS GREY HUE.
SHES TAKEN OVER...HER BODY CANNOT MOVE. ITS GONE.
THIS IS THE END. SHE FEELS NO MORE... SEES NO MORE.
HER BODY FADES AND HER MIND DIES AWAY.
NO THOUGHTS ARE LEFT TO PULL AT...NO LOVE FELT.

GREY. GREY. GREY... COLOR NO MORE.