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by tailughhh

by tailughhh

                                    
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Silence. 
Silence fills the air but it's disturbing silence. Their previous words ring in my ears. I want to let go of it all, and replace the words with new ones. My OCD kicks in and soon I am desperate to hear a voice. Any voice.
                          "Say anything," I pray silently, "anything hurts less than the quiet."
                          But the urge, craving even, to hear their horrible words is cut of by the shrill ring of the school bell. 
                          The class storms out of the class, negativity buzzing around. As I walk out, I see two girls outside pointing at me. They're whispering as well. 
                          "Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?" I think. 
                          The answer; no. What am I? 
I am troubled. 

                          So yeah that's the first part it was pretty fun writing it I guess. 
Songs: 
The quiet by Troye Sivan
Gasoline by Halsey