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“Maybe I should just julass “But you haven’t ju on the edge just liketo leave it all behind”

The stronger alcohol took effect quicker Maybe that’s why people usually sipped on it as opposed to guzzling, but I needed to forget Forget…I was always trying to forget, but that was no longer possible I refilled the glass, my eyes wandered toward the darkened hallway

The tilass down on the marble bar top and stormed into the kitchen I yanked a knife fro as azed returned to the hallway, and I took off in a sprint I threw open the door, and flicked on the switch, flooding the space with light

The bed I’d loved that bed The silk tufted headboard was soft and luxurious But more importantly, he couldn’t tie me to it Not that it mattered He always found ways to control and restrain s were heavy as I reen down co So serene

I let out a guttural screa it with one angry swipe Feathers erupted into the air Theout of their confinerace Tears poured froot heavier as I continued the attack

Another plunge to kill the memories

I brought the knife doith force to kill the lies

Straight through the bedding, into the mattress to kill my pain

I screa the darkness that I could no longer contain

I stumbled back My loud deep breaths filled my ears The comforter, the pillows, and the headboard were all destroyed They lay in shaer still burned deep within me My eyes went to the closet door, his closet door The knife fell from my hand as I took slow steps toward it

I opened the door and took a deep inhale “You can’t live here anyanized space

I grabbed handfuls of clothes, hangers and all, and carried them out of the closet, down the hall I fued to fling it open I tossed the clothes onto the cobblestone driveway before storency to get his stuff out of the house grew The weight upon my shoulders lifted

Tears continued to stream down my face I wiped at them with the back of my hand as I stood in front of the pile in the driveway, drinking the scotch directly from the bottle My head spun, andcontents of the bottle onto the pile of clothes then threw it, shattering the bottle into a million pieces

I looked up at the sky The blues became red as the day came to an end The sun didn’t hold on to the past Each day was a new one I needed to be the same

I ran back inside directly to the bar, gathering up as h the drawers until I found the fire starter Running back outside, I threw the bottles around the pile of clothing until it and the driveas covered The lighter fabri