I sat on the couch,
Curled up
Like an armadillo.I wasn't watching tv,
I was just
Staring into nothing
Again.
I swear someone could even
Paint a still life portrait
Of me,
Slab some deep title onto it,
And win millions (perhaps even billions) from it.
It was just me, though.
And me only.I didn't like being alone.
I didn't like being lonely.Especially with my mind.
The meds shut it up, however.
I couldn't even try
To get it to turn on.But I never knew when it could
Ambush me.
Thinking about it is intensely frightening.
I needed human interaction
Because I didn't want this to
Escalate into the type of loneliness
Frank told me about.
That kind of loneliness can really fuck you up.
And I don't want it's monster
To find me.
Maybe
Frank would call me later.
Gerard, you fucking idiot,
You know he will.
Now,
At least I have something to
Look forward to.
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.