
Originally Posted by
RayMe
Dripping...
Drips....
The sound echoes..
With the same rhythm of my footsteps.
Drips...
Every step i take gets burdenful.
It gets harder and harder to move.
I must get there.
Drips...
I see nothing in this blindness.
Not even a trace of light.
Drips...
The pain gets more and more intense.
Worse than a migraine worse than anything.
Drips...
The dripping slows it rhythm.
So does my foot steps.
Thump...
I fell and starts to crawl.
Towards nowhere.
...
It gets silence now.
I hear nothing.
...
My body is cold, so cold...
The trace left by me is long and red.
Starts from nowhere and ended nowhere.
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