Sleeping beauty by MakeTheWorldGreener, literature
Literature
Sleeping beauty
I try to keep myself calm as the blood seeps through my coat.
On the inside, it wasn't going so well. But on the outside I kept a calm soothing voice for Tristen. She needed it.
I can hear sirens in the distance getting closer faster, but not fast enough.
"Rose," Tristen says painfully.
"Shhh," I command. "Focus on breathing baby, it's gonna be okay." I say, convincing myself more than her. Her eyes start to close and tears sting my eyes like bees. "No! Keep your eyes open Tristen." They don't open. "Tristen!" I yell, slowly losing my composure. I cup her head and huddle it against me, holding it tightly to keep her beautiful head from
It's okay.
You didn't hut me.
And I won't spend hours
trying
in vain
to forget.
It's okay.
I don't need you.
And I don't need to know
that you see
and you care
that I'm here.
It's okay.
I'm not upset.
And I'm not going to lay here
crying
and trying
to sleep.
It's not okay.
You know I'm lying.
You know that I'm crying
And writing
And biting
my lip
and hoping
to God
you're okay.
You know
I'll cry myself to sleep tonight
all alone
in the dark
in my room.
And you know
my only thought
will be
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