Just Jump {Frankenstein’s Grand Finale} – End of the Dear Frankenstein Saga

What happens when your only way out is so final, yet so beautiful?

When the only one you’ve got is your captor, your abuser?

When your chance at a legitimate escape is too far away, when you’ve just got to get away now?

I’ll tell you what happens:

You get a little crazy, a little careless.

You can’t remember all of the people who care for you, the ones who would miss you.

You get selfish.

You can’t see what causes it, so you can’t fix it… this dysfunction.

You know you can’t just change it, because you’re not the only one involved.

So… You run.

The first chance you get, you run.

But there’s no where to go.

You know they’ll come.

You know they’ll find you.

So, you run.

Just until you find a beautiful space.

It’s so beautiful, it might already be heaven.

You’ll find out soon.

It’s a beautiful cliff.

Maybe they’ll think you fell.

It doesn’t matter.

Don’t leave a note;

Let them think what they will.

Jump.

Now’s your chance.

Hear them coming?

They’re closing in.

Quick!

Before they catch you.

This is your last chance to escape.

Jump.

It won’t hurt once you’ve hit the bottom.

It can’t be any worse than everyday.

Do it now,

Before there’s anymore pain.

Don’t start thinking.

They’ll get over you.

Move on without you.

Jump.

Before it’s too late again.

Just jump.

Nothing will ever hurt again.

Quick!

Do it quick!

Jump.

… Just Jump.

*This is the end of a tortured life.*

Turns out…

The bad guys win.

…………

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The Love Went Away [A Poem]

There’s no easy way to accept

When the love goes away

All these years

Leading up to the day

When you finally walked away

Hidden behind the smile

Of someone who used to love you

Once a happy child

Now the tormented

Trusted…

Gave in…

Time and time again

Hoping…

Begging…

You would find a way back in

But chance after chance

You blew me away

With your incapacity to say

Angry, sad, disappointed, betrayed?

I’ll never know unless you say

But time is growing short,

You see

I’ve got a plan

To find my peace

Little did you know

What a mark you could leave

On a tortured child’s soul

Burning…

Bleeding…

Tearing deep

No way back

To yesterday

To a time when innocence believed

There was no such thing as a wicked witch

And surely you could never be

Yet on this day

I smile to you

Hiding the sad, sad truth

Tormented can only be for so long

Time enough will teach the soul

There’s no way back to yesterday

To a time when I believed

No way forward

From this place

Where brick walls crumble

And I die within the rubble

This is a story of a young girl who killed herself because the one person she thought truly loved her, turned her back on her; suddenly acted like he hated her, and she couldn’t understand why… This is a fictional depiction of a very possible reality.