Hold My Breath As I Wish For Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

I walked this path before, saw nothing Walk and this time, I'm not alone I see you with me, holding my hands Showing me the ways of forever Holding on even when I let go There are days I can't sleep, thoughts of you Halting my thoughts, filling me from inside out Aching, I want to hold you and never let you go Tears run down your face, I wish to dry them In your arms, I wish to erase all pain Cuddling you, shielding you from the hurts Only you, just you, for all eternity Until time fades, and life itself ends Love is scary and beautiful, with you, it's a ride Death or more, I'll still hold on to you Holding on to what I see you to be Only, sometimes the hurts cloud my reasoning Loving you is

"Someone's asking for a f**king deathwish." TO BE CONTINUED...

“I just need to get out, please. I—I cannot breathe.” Rather than say a thing, he just stayed there. Motionless. Not saying a damn thing as he gawked at me. It hurts like a bitch. “Please!” I shouted. “Please!” That heavy wave of hopelessness was hitting harder and harder by the second. Every plea carried a piece of my heart with it. But Kairel was too happy to watch me suffer. I don't want to die. Mom, Dad, Rowena, Sora… I don’t want to die.

With my fragile body, I quickly fell into a dazed state from lack of oxygen. Then, little by little, it started to feel warm, like a fire burning nearby. I could not help but move toward that warmth. However, there was a voice shouting somewhere, desperate and urgent. Through the haze, I saw a light ahead, and fresh air rushed in. Driven by pure instinct, I crawled toward that light. In that moment, I forgot everything. I forgot that I was supposed to wait for Anthony. I forgot that I was trying to please him. I even forgot about being a good son.

Death. "God if you are hearing me, I need a miracle." I whispered in desperation not ready to die as I breathed my last breath hoping it was not too late. As I died an unexpected thing then happened...

Holy shit. Despite his murderous intention, the way he was holding my palm was gentle. I waited for him to hopefully release me, but he didn't. “I am dying for a taste. Just one taste,” He whispered under his breath, like he was admitting to a shameful, forbidden desire, and without warning, he lunged for my wrist.

Beware of the little girl in a loop of the dream you thought you will never see. Catch the glimpse of the red rose she’s holding. For your fate is in its wing. A camera that foresees for death is in your way. Wish or die in a well of death and hell. Don’t dare to look or temp to see. An evil eye that brought a spear, in death will seek the blood of wickedness and a drop of tear lies the hell of your death.

All I wanted now is a good peaceful sleep that would make me forget everything for some time. "Wishing Murder to not be a crime so that we can kill the living devils in the name of billionaires!!!" ~ Esha Varnav ~

“ The voice cried. Anguish and frustration vibrated off her voice. And if there was any wish I could make,” Jayden should die!" This would be my wish cause once he died from his mysterious illness, I'll be able to die and say goodbye to this sinful world.

Or more likely a disguised self-pity. @Death Wish