Going through withdrawl fu.cking sucks.
All of the torture that I've been through, and nothing has been quite like going through withdrawl. It's painful. Every inch of my body aches. These random pains shoot through my body, and they're so intense that I scream out as if someone is gutting me.
Sweat is caked to every inch of my body. My bedsheets are soaked. Tears are streaming down my cheeks. It feels like every single one of my muscles are tensing all at once.
Mom placed a fresh cool towel on my forehead. Her and Dad have been here for me the entire time. I wish I could thank them. It's like the words refuse to leave my lips. Instead, I've been saying things like..
"I hate you." I muttered, my voice full of venom.
Mom's hand paused right before she rested it on my head. It's been like this fo……
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