Letters for Elysia. 2

Dearest Elysia,

I sank back into the blood that had dried on my bed, the cuts on my arms no longer compensating for my pain. I remember all those I've hurt and I feel dirty, no matter how many times I bathe, it's impregnated me, this curse haunts us by blood and by our soul.

I apologise for turning you into this fragile and confused girl who hurts everyone around her, you abandoned everyone who tried to love you and now you're alone, you created thorns to protect yourself from flies and accidentally killed beautiful birds... I listen to the rain outside, your tears are getting stronger and shallower, I'm surprised you haven't died of dehydration, your sleep is getting heavier and heavier and honestly it worries me, because I don't know how long we'll last...

Just hold on a little longer, I'll get us out of here, just survive and let the storm clear.

Love, Subconscious (05.26.24) 1h05AM.