My stomach is churning like the sea in a violent storm.
My head is spinning.
My limbs are cooked spaghetti, weak and not able to hold up my body.
I’m so dizzy.
I sit down in a chair, hoping to rest my throbbing head against something soft.
But it only made the pain worse.
It is a terrible feeling, knowing that you hurt somebody. You begin to hurt as much as you hurt them.
I cannot eat, I cannot sleep.
I pick up a book and try to avert my thoughts by reading, but the letters jumble in my brain.
How can I live with this TORTURE? My eyes fill with tears.
My only hope is to ask for their forgiveness.
But I’m not sure if I can face them again.
I’m fading,
Fading,
Fading,
Fading in Shame.
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