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)
Фанфик"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 • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
