Confessions of a Murderer
I loved you. I'm sorry.
Weeping amidst the bones of you. Shattered and scattered all around me like confetti. Ruthlessly cut, ripped from my heart, from the world.
I did it. Me. I loved you, and I killed you, and I'm sorry. I had to. They made me. A piece of me died with you. The little bit of me I fed you to grow you. Blood, sweat, tears, Self.
Oh, my darlings, my darlings.
Wait. What's this? Hope, like Springtime amongst the ashes. Phoenix-like, you became seeds. Little shoots I scoop up with care. Immortal. I saved you! In the folder marked "DARLINGS".
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Comments (14)
That was packed full of emotion in so few words
Great micro fiction!
A fantastic circle of a story.
Nicely done. While I expected a twist along the lines of what happened, it was executed flawlessly.
A great take on the concept of destruction
Oh…the power you wield! 😳😎🥰
Superb!!Loved it!!!💖💖💕
This was super excellent!
Oh, this was such a sweet yet melancholic journey, budding with hope at the end. ❤️ Your words here are heartfelt and powerful. Sooo well done!
Love it. Kill your darlings, sure, but savour their ashes in the hope they might be reborn, and truly loved. So beautifully written. 🖤
Clever! 👍
WHAT A PLOT TWIST. They should rename the quote to "move your darlings to a separate folder"
This was beautiful! It felt heart breaking and then turned inspiring and uplifting! I enjoyed this piece! Nicely done L.C.!
its amazingly good