quinnzilla
Jan 13, 2012
Writing Feedback / Sharp Edges by Quinn Vlacich [2]
The ocean waves, as black as the shadows, beat against the sand, in tune with the steady beat of her broken heart. The sound mocked her,orderly and predictable while her whole world continued to shatter. The evergreens whistling in the slight breeze. Her heart beating in and out of her chest like a humming bird destructively flapping It's wings. She wants to dive into the darkness to forget all the words, all the scars, and all the hate. She wanted to end her life. The life no one appreciated not even herself. She dipped the point of her toe in the water and watched as the ripple disappeared like every word she ever spoke.
The ocean waves, as black as the shadows, beat against the sand, in tune with the steady beat of her broken heart. The sound mocked her,orderly and predictable while her whole world continued to shatter. The evergreens whistling in the slight breeze. Her heart beating in and out of her chest like a humming bird destructively flapping It's wings. She wants to dive into the darkness to forget all the words, all the scars, and all the hate. She wanted to end her life. The life no one appreciated not even herself. She dipped the point of her toe in the water and watched as the ripple disappeared like every word she ever spoke.
