"The world spins round en round the sun, obsorbing heat and energy. The moon spins round en round the earth. Making the tides, and brighting the night. We spin round en round with the earth, destroying the trees, polluting this world, and slowly killing are selfs." - Josalyn Cox
I hear the wind howling in my ear, and tiny waves crashing apon me. Now I feel everything, sorrow, pain, fear, worrie, selfdoubt. I quickly push myself upward only to come crashing back down in agony. Everything is red, my hands the ground, the water. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy, light headed. Dispite the pain and dizziness, I stand. It feels like im walking on daggers, and trust me, I know what that feels like. The whole world is spinning, the ringing in my ear growing louder and louder. I try to walk forward then run, swaying one direction and the other, right into the woods ahead, running faster and faster, bumping into twigs, and a dew trees. The scratches from the dangling branches stings with each cut, atop of my other wounds. I hit a rock and topple down, landing in a pile of thorns. I scream and cry, trying to get out, but im only pushing them deeper and deeper with every atemp, spiraling more pain, making me try harder. Until I stop trying, panting heavily, just laying in my own blood staring at the sky. I just want to die. And I close my eyes.