⌬ ❝Whimpers & Whispers❞

"Koichi" was all that could be heard,
the sweet, addictive sound of her whispers.

"Koichi.." Its starting to waver,
a whisper to a whimper.

Fingertips tap against the bedsheets in a nameless, numbing rhythem.

It was heartbreaking,
soul shattering.

The betrayal;
The grotesque world-
It was all wearing her down.

"Koichi...." She was starting to drift,
her grip was becoming weak.

I recall my words, leaving almost a sour taste in my mouth,
'I wish she would fall. Give in, and shatter'

"Koichi.." It started to hurt.
Why didn't I answer?

My voice was stuck in my throat, I couldn't speak.
I was failing to keep her from being enveloped in insanity,
my own sanity faltering.

"K..Koi..chi...." She was gone.
Unconsious with my name staining her tongue.

Dead to the world.

I was ashamed, that only now, my voice could be heard-
echoing through the room like that of a cry for help,
"Goodnight, Meto.."

"Let's try to live again tomorrow"