and i screamed until i felt as if i'd throw up, throw up all of the sins and darkness and emptiness deep within me, until the ache in my chest didn't matter anymore because all i could do was bury my face in my pillow and tell the world, no longer silently, how much i hurt.
and now that i've let loose the rage that lays deep within me, i feel almost energized, and yet do i really feel any better?
the promise of the blade comes nearer.