Isn't that the definition of sick? A well person would never want to be sicker than sick itself.
A desire, so self-destructive! A wounded person begging for another wound! All because I want my sickness to be heard, for you to see without me screaming it at you.
"A burnt child will love fire," they say.
I don't wish for more damage than already, I wish to be bandaged even before the wound appears. Call it armour.
They opened a wound so deep and with agony I plunge my blade even deeper. The villains make others bleed when they are hurt, I just lay longingly in this body that encompasses a bruised ghost of a child, and wait for something terrible to happen. To feel alive. To feel vindicated.
Do you get a strange satisfaction? In seeing how things can be pushed to the edge and how they slowly crumble down? You truly are cynical!
How painful it is, to be haunted by memories!
- by me
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