I can't stand this. I hate this. I hate everything. The world is just moving on and i hate it. I hate this feeling...something is missing from me and I'm staring right at them but they don't stare back. I quickly look away. I can't face them. All I can do is burn with anger and hatred. How could they? How could they? HOW COULD THEY?! My fist ball tightly. I bleed.

Crying echoes throughout like a wave thrashing against my ears. The taste of regret dances on my tongue. Words i never got to say. Oh god why didn't i just tell them! A knot in my throat grows. I swallow it away. It grows back. I bite my tongue. Death is in the air. Its lingering presence is here to mock us, remind us that were all next. Are we so weak? I ask myself. The knot grows back. I break.

Blurred vision is all i see now. Salt is all i taste. Anger then sadness and then anger again is all. I. Feel. The world is still spinning when it shouldn't! It should stop! It should stop and see what has been taken from me. What will never be given back. I feel it swell. I scream.

Just come back, just come back, just come back, JUST COME BACK! I listen close. Leaning into the secret spaces of sound. Please anything. Something! I hear nothing. Silence slices into my delusion ruthlessly and unforgiving. I hear nothing. They are never coming back. I crack. Now I too have died.