~Mari~

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This.

Feeling.

The feeing that she's alive.

This is what she wishes to protect, above all costs.

Even still she feels something buried under her skin.

Reminding her this is only temporary.

Is it?

No.

She is going to keep this safe.

She has to be misunderstanding it.

She is going to be all right.

She will be.

She has come to the very edge of the dark and back again but that doesn't mean it is hopeless.

She has come so close to madness, to chaos, but she has come out...if not unscathed, then still alive.

Scarred, messy, but alive.

Mistakes.

Proof of battles she lost and won.

Proof that she is alive and her heart is beating...and she is among friends here.

Safe in a way she has neer been before.

/-|

No.

|-/.

Turn it on its head and see the truth at last.

None of this will control her.

She will come out on top.

A fighter no matter the cost.

Not just for once-but for her whole life.

She knows the harships will come but she feels-she feels ready. Ready to face it all.

WIll she be?

Only time will tell but she knows-she knows-all is not lost in this world.

No.

She is just beginning on this new phase of her journey and will make it out better for her struggles.

She will, keeping this balnket of happy around herself to keep her safe.

Content to watch the world around her through eyes that are no longer shifting and distrustful.

Open and taking it all in, drinking it all in.

The wonder, this feeling-how did she lose it?

Being alive, having her soul be truly free-she will never tire of that.

Hopes it will stay.

Free her soul of worries.

Free her soul of all these silly cares that have worn it down.

And find her own path.

Whatever that may be, wherever this takes her, she will follow it all through.

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