Shake

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But my  worst day

was probably when Bert found me

naked,

jittery

and violently scratching

every orface of my body

to the point of my skin breaking out.

Oozing,

and dripping blood.

"GERARD!" He yelled, and clutched my wrists.

I wasn't moving anymore

I knew that.

"It's not going away," I cried, "I keep waiting and waiting but it never happens."


My shaky arms

stared to shake him too.

I saw fear in Bert's eyes that day.

"No, Gerard. You're gonna be fine."


I could tell that he forced himself

to smile.


but he was doing it for me,

no matter how horrified he was.


I smiled back.


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