I Feel Like Dying

On The Edge... She fell. She was on the edge and she fell. The monster pushed her. She felt his powerful force like a bulldozer push her and knock her off a cliff. She fell like a rag doll. The monster watched as she kept falling. He watched as she became smaller and smaller. Just as the monster was about to turn away, he saw that she was about to land on a rock. The girl went to scream but it was too late. She lay there like a stick in the mud. As she floated away from the person she tried so hard to make perfect, the monster floated away from the girl that had no voice. A girl who was so small and fragile. A girl who tried to make everything better, but only ended up making things worse. A girl who had nowhere to run and hide. A girl whose screams were silenced. A girl who feared the world she had to live in. A girl who had everyone turn their back on her. A girl who couldn't be fixed. A girl who was controlled by something much bigger than herself.