The blood rushed through my veins as I trekked through the woods. I had to get rid of the lingering pain. I called for help, but my voice was no longer there. I wondered if anyone cared.
Was I alone in this darkness?
I searched for my soul through the tears. My hand shook as I held the knife to my wrist; veins bulging, heart racing.
Should I do it?
I felt myself drowning as I took a breath. I couldn’t let the demons win. I would return to the shadows once more.