WARMTH IS FOREIGN, NOW
I HAVE GROWN ACCUSTOMED
TO THE DARK
I WILL DANCE WITH MY DEMONS
FOR A WHILE
.
s i l e n c e.
s
i
l
e
n
c
e.
silence.
...
when i open my eyes,
my aching eyes,
my throat stings like
the handfuls of pills i would swallow
or maybe the critisisms.
for some reason
i still wonder if she would be
p r o u d.
her dear little haley so far gone she still can't
think of eating the same,
how she doesn't eat for days and then
collapses,
a pile of bones and skin on the floor.
haley
haley
haley.
i wonder if love is a delusion
for certainly i have never felt it.
right?
the bugs that were attempting to
crawl out of my mouth
have dispersed back into my chest.
niall was here but he wasn't anymore.
it's someone else.
it's him.
i had been so lost in thought looking at
the ceiling that i had not even noticed
that there was someone i did not wish to be around
right beside me. i tried to scream
but i simply could not.
i can feel the vibration of his voice,
but i cannot hear him,
oh how i wish i could hear the sweet rasp
of his voice.
shut. up.
i was numb.
all i catch before i pass out is
"the pain you feel
it is
valid"
.
YOU ARE READING
HURRICANE
Fanfiction[ larry; completed ] he was just a hurricane of self destruction, troubled by the ghosts of his past, devoid of the color that he once possessed. yet he lives on, walking with the universe on his shoulders...
