flower crown » wroetostar

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i finally get released from the hospital today.

back to my empty flat, full of
broken memories and hollow walls.

harry left after the first night,
not returning, not another word spoken.

i don't know what happened.

the nurse told me i needed counselling.

fuck that.

it's never going to get better,
no amount of pills can help.

only alcohol and dope.

i sigh, stepping off the
bus as it pulls up to the stop
across the street from my flat.

everyone's eyes burn into my skull as
i exit, their eyes drawn to the
bloodstained bandaged covering
my wrists.

my head dips, exiting the bus.

i climb the stairs, making my body
work for oxygen, the burning pain
in my lungs bringing me peace.

reaching the fourteenth floor
with a beating heart, i trudge down
the hallway to my flat.

on the door, a flower crown hangs.

i gasp, grabbing it gently, tearing up immediately.

"for my star.
-h"

the note read.

it was thin, leaves twining with the yellow
and white daisies surrounding it.

you don't deserve this.

i shake my head, ridding my eyes of the tears,
before entering my lonely chamber.