Please, God, give me some reason to check my phone I was making excuses to stay awake The adrenaline ran out and I felt every ounce of pain that had been lurking in the bruises I screamed in the shower, feeling the water drip off of my skin I felt it beat and roll off in too much of a rush I couldn't get it out of my hair
I did technically write this yesterday. There was no prompt Please comment :)