Dark noise
The dark tentacles of the imminent night drew down across
the sky, strangling the last remaining elements of sunset that reddened the horizon, bringing with them a stillness that gave a cool glaze to the
bare skin of her arms. Her unblinking eyes, puffy from the icy grip of the now
ever present salty tears, stared longingly into the distance, desperately
willing the blackness drowning out the light to envelop her completely.
Her fingers danced a light touch across her wrist, drawing strength from the
knowledge that the uneven surface they skimmed across was the result of her own
rhythmic handiwork and yet she knew that her control was diminishing with
every passing moment.
Instinctively she shuddered, the cold air seeping through
her cotton pyjamas and bleeding into every fibre of her being. The intense ache
that circled her jarred agonisingly against her aching bones and she sunk to
her knees, curling herself up into a tiny ball in a failed attempt to shut out
the world. She screwed her eyes up, overcome with a desire to quell the omnipresent
noise that raged like thunder inside her head. Her mind had been racing for
what felt like a lifetime, thoughts of all that she had lost, all that she had
to lose and all that she would leave behind growing louder by the second until
they consumed her.
The silent scream that escaped her lips caused her to break,
a flood of emotion rushing out of her as if a dam had inextricably burst,
pooling around her on the ground. Her eyes fluttered momentarily before they
wedged themselves firmly shut, closed for eternity as the tension in her body climaxed fleetingly before draining completely leaving her sprawled lifelessly in the peace of the dark forevermore.
