RichuYue

I heard the cold bitter silence flow through my veins as I pace back and forth on the ice cold tiled floor in my room. While my room is silent, the room in my mind is full. Its occupied by a million thoughts, yelling at me, commanding me, instructing me, crying with me. I fall to the ground with my back against the lavender wall. I always liked the colour lavender... It was the rosy feminine pink mixed with the cool calm masculine blue.. Offtrack. Back to thinking. Was I going to do it? No. I can't. Yes. I can. Hold on. Wait. My heart is racing faster than a sprinter trying to break the one hundred meter world record. I'm like the sprinter, I