*Yoongi to the heavens*
It was late, id say around 2 am, it was Friday but felt like a fucking Monday. No one was out on the streets, it was quiet, it was so quiet it sounded the way pitch black darkness looked. Everything and everyone seemed dead and or nonexistent. I felt like the only man in the world and it was horrifying. ~
Yoongi frowned and set his dull blood shot eyes to the ground, looking and listening to his slow paced footsteps. ~
It was no different from any other night. Come out and Look around because that is all I could fucking do! I was depressed I couldn't eat, my stomach begged and pleaded for some trace of food...blood...any thing. My hyung's all looked out for me well but no one ever realized I was gone during the night. Yes, I know I am a idol and I have bigger responsibilities to take care of but what you don't seem to understand is my pain, my hurt, my sorrow. ~
He looked up at the sky already formed tear raced down his cheeks one after another, his lips quivered holding back desperate cries of anguish. With his eyes locked on the sky, he couldn't hold his cries back any longer. Screams and angry cries of self hate, depression, and loniness surround him and filled the air. ~
I just want to be loved...
Is that to much too ask?!
IF THERE IS A FUCKING GOD...PLEASE HELP ME! ~
He let go completely, crying harder than ever before, his hands ran back into his hair as he screamed, he pulled so hard he nearly pulled a chunk of his own hair out. ~
I'll d-do anything if you just give me this much. ~
With his hands running down his face wiping away his tears slightly, he dropped to his knees begging and talking to something that he didn't even believe was there.
