Escape

Why won't you let me love you?

A simple question. A loaded gun. Let's play a little game of Russian Roulette.

Just pull the trigger. There is no pain greater than this.

Convince yourself that you don't deserve it. Self pity, such a shame.

Drown.

Gasp for breath, cry. Scream.

No one can hear you.

This is what you deserve. Serves you right. One simple rule - don't ever trust. Anyone. Serves you right. You deserve this. Pull the trigger.

Love. One word. Once, just once, it brought a smile to your lips, colour to my cheek. It was never your choice to make.

One word that single-handedly destroyed us. Everything. Me.

You're fine. You always are. You will be. Always.

Mistakes. Pain. Loss. Silence. Pain. Tears.

In this tug-of-war, you'll always win, even when I'm right...

Falling in love again? There's an end in sight, more pain.

Go on... Fall. Plummet. Crash. The end is near.

There is no light at the end of the tunnel. Just darkness, cold and pure. Comforting, calming, clarifying darkness.

Masochist. That'll teach you.

Cry your tears, learn your lesson. Swear to yourself that it will never happen again... Then turn around and do it all over again.

For the love of pain, for the love of love.

Pull the trigger. There is no pain greater than this. Silly, delusional woman-child. You don't deserve what's on the other side. This is what you get. This is what you deserve.

Grin and bear it. Learn to love the pain.


There is no escape.