'ALL IT TAKES IS SLIT WRISTS, THEN THERE'S NO WAY OUT'

Roseline hates what has become of herself. Dumped by her boyfriend. Divorcing parents. Bullied in her school. Overshadowed by her siblings. Terrible grades. All which translated into an uncertain, gloomy future.

She wants out, and she thinks she gets it when she realizes that the blood running through her veins is all that links her to the cruel world.

She slits her wrists and all that follows makes her realize that this wasn't the out she was looking for. 

She's petrified when she realizes that she isn't really dead (at least not spiritually, as she likes to think) and is watching the consequences of her action unfold in front of her.

Masks fall and awful secrets are revealed, with more lives at stake as Roseline fights her way through, asking herself the same question 'every day'- Will I find a way out out of my way out? Or will I be trapped here? Forever?

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What Follows

I wonder if there'll be days when I'll miss things that aren't people. The sunshine, the warmth of hugs, the pitter-patter of the rain, the feeling of a heart skip, the stars and the smiles people used to abundantly give each other, reminding themselves of hope's promise. 


I wonder as I try stopping my eyes from staring into the darkness that engulfs me. I wonder that as my chest tightens and tightens. 


I also wonder if those are the first steps to madness. I wonder if too much wondering, too much staring, too much lip licking, maddens a person, maddens a soul. And sometimes I think, I won't make it out of this sane. 


And realizing that I'm losing control so fast, just over my first cycle, makes me think of Tobias. Of how he's been stuck in this continuous, non-ending cycle of agony for decades. 


11.1: Carotene