I haven’t been hearing your voice or whispers lately.
Have you left or escaped me?
I crawl and check my closet every single day,
And every single day I see your lifeless body.
You have not gone anywhere.
You’re still in my closet.
Why then can I not hear your voice or whispers in my closet?
Why is it just another quiet night?
Why do I constantly think about the blood on the wall?
I have so many questions,
But no one can answer them for me.
Maybe I shouldn’t be thinking about such questions,
I don’t have the time to do such a thing.
I’m dying right now,
And I have no interest in surviving.
There’s just no point in living anymore,
Now that you two are gone.
My vision is slowly blurring,
Breathing has become such a tedious exercise.
My blood is rapidly leaving my body,
Never to return to me.
The pain in my arms is everlasting,
Death is now here for me,
Waiting patiently to take me away from this dark, cruel place.
Tonight is the night that I die,
But before I let death take me away,
I need to see you one last time.
I need to make sure you suffered.
I need to ensure my revenge is complete.
I need to believe you’re gone for good.
For one last time,
I crawl over to my closet,
And open the door.
I see your lifeless body,
And I see his soulless body as well.
I weakly push him out the way and embrace you.
I can’t hold on to you very long.
I don’t feel anything from you anymore,
You’re no longer in this world.
You’re gone for good,
And now I can finally die.
And end this terrible nightmare.
Suddenly, I can’t feel anything.
Darkness is all around me,
I’m no longer trying to breathe,
I no longer have control over my body.
Death has me in its hold.
But most importantly,
There are no more voices.