The voices grow louder and louder as they shout words in my head. Sadness crawling back up. The guilt of not being able to help her. Tears streaming down her facing as if it was a river rushing down. Rain spitting down splashing across the pebbled streets. Her hair glows like an angel with a halo. The little words coming from her mouth, "throw me a lifeline, I thought we could have lasted for years."

Little specks of light reflecting on the charm in her hand, the angel wing holding memories and representation of her loved one. Sunlight cowering behind the darkened clouds. Oak wooden trees soaked from the wettened damn tears. White fluffy angel wings wrapping the girl and bringing her up within the grey smoked clouds. Puffs of air coming out of her mouth as she tries her hardest to breathe. Breaths being harder to take in every minute. Depression taking over the shadow. Cries.

Drowning in a sea full of tears. "I don't want to do this on my own" the little girls cries as she is carried away by death. Dark hallowed eyes staring straight ahead. "You know it's your fault your alone," the voice says. Smoke spreading across the area allow the girl to choke and die alone. "I'll let u go and watch u fall; I'll save u but u didn't want me to" "Bitch go die... Jump off a cliff and if u survive jump again"

Depressed, Alone, Broken, Afraid is all the girl felt as she took her last breath. "Never forget the promise" was her last words before her pulse went flat.