STORY STARTER
Submitted by Alana Topakian
All she ever wanted was that side-splitting, life-changing, end-of-the-world type of love. Yet, as she sat alone on her bathroom floor, she realised her world was ending, just not in the way sheβd hoped.
broken heart
My search for love is unsuccessful again and again
which makes me think
maybe itβs time for my world to end
and so, with a sorrowful heart
i grab a knife
and then carving starts
every scream
puddles of blood
iβll never be fixed so it seems
barbed wire in my mouth
shackles on my wrist
and with one last rouse
i end myself
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