room 93 ; lrh

young god

i thought we were going to be legends.
she would be the queen of her castle, and i would be the perfect king she always wanted.
i thought when we stumbled, it would be through heaven, but it was through hell.
i wanted that feeling of going to heaven back, but i was only a human, not the young god I once saw myself to be.
for a while now, ive been trying to drown out my thoughts.
it felt like i was at the bottom of a pool, or the ocean, crushed by the noise and weight of being under pressure.
no matter what i did, i felt like i was running, but she was always faster.
it was like she could fly.
no matter how much i tried to escape room 93, i was always reeled back in by her deceiving green eyes and her weapon-like tongue that cut through me and then tried to heal it's wounds in one movement.