Pain In My Soul 소설 & 이야기

at times, emotional pain can be more awful than physical pain, maybe that's why i don't feel the pain on my leg i feel nothing he sighs, moving up and sits beside me on the bed. "sam, look at me," he pulls me gently to his side, brushing my hai "go away," i mumbl "sam, please, just look at me. and tell me how do you feel. let it out on me. let it out all the rage, all the things you're feeling i breath out heavily, then turn to him. "when storm gave me the bullet carved by my name, you know what i was thinking? all i was thinking, 'so this is how it's going to end, huh? this, my life?'

I think he would have killed me yesterday if he wanted to. Then what could it be? He flipped on his bed again and again turning his head from one side to another but sleep refused to please him and was rather bent on annoying him. If he had been back home, he could have gone to his local pharmacy with his ‘trustworthy prescription’ and gotten a few bottles of pure heaven. It wasn’t as easy to sleep sober. ‘Maybe, I’m disappointed. Maybe I wished he would have killed me instead.’ He smacked himself in the face with his hand. ‘This isn’t the time to be like this, Torin is mad enough at me already.’

Abyss shouts to me as if she’s talking through pain. Which only highlights my own pain, the pain she stated was our souls stripping apart.

My throat was filled with the fishy sweetness of blood, and my lips had bite marks. Everything in front of my eyes was blurry, and the ache was torturous as if someone had installed a heavy compressor in my head. My entire body was in pain. At one point, I even felt as if my soul was attempting to separate from my physical body. They were torn apart, neither wanting to spare the other. Please let me go, my soul begged. The body shook its head and laughed. No, you must remain and suffer alongside me. I coughed violently. My lungs were on fire, and every cough was excruciatingly painful.

He growls like the beast he is, delighted with himself. “Yes! Finally,” he shouts like an animal. All I can do is cry silently. The pain is unbearable, like being torn apart from the inside, like a burning coal ripping through me. But no physical pain compares to the pain in my soul—the one they have destroyed, violated beyond repair. He grabs my face and kisses me desperately while moving inside me, hurting me more with every thrust. I stop fighting. There is no point. I close my eyes and turn my face away, praying it ends quickly.

My throat is burning, my skin is stinging, and my whole body is paining from the ruff manhandling. But physical pain is nothing. It's nothing but only a cherry on top of what I am going through. My heart, my soul, is still stuck on the second floor of that hall, in that conversation ..

VINCE Dying would be a better choice right now. An easier and less painful one. Rather than staying alive and feeling every fucking shade of pain I never knew existed. I wasn't even sure what part of my body hurt more. Was it my swollen eyes that dripped blood in intervals? Or my bleeding ankle that made walking almost impossible and fucking excruciating? Or my aching chest? Or the burning sensation crushing my heart into bits? The pain already pierced into my soul, shattered my resolve, and left me at its mercy. I could almost feel my soul leaving me.

Ava's POV Pain. That’s the only word that even comes close to describing what I feel right now. Not just any pain—this is the kind that burns deep into your bones, the kind that makes your soul want to give up before your body does. My skin sizzles where the metal kissed it, leaving behind a trail of agony that threatens to drown me. I clamp my palm over my mouth, my body trembling as I force down the sob that claws its way up my throat.

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 80: Promises and Lies Nobody spoke. The hallway seemed to shrink around them. Noah stood frozen in the doorway, staring directly at Seraphine. Not with anger. Not exactly. Something worse. Betrayal. The kind that survives for years. The kind that never fully heals. "You said it was over." Seraphine remained motionless. For once— the woman who always seemed to have an answer had none.

“I don’t have much time left, and I need-“ he coughed again. I couldn’t bear the sight of him pain, I want to ease it, I want to take it away, I want the pain for myself. Tears filled my eyes the more, pain struck at my heart. “Salome!!!!!!” ‘I can’t help okay! His soul is too far gone I’m not even sure of how he’s still alive and talking to you, I can feel he no longer has a heart. Like it was cut away from him but still inside of him!’