Beautiful Lie

Read the right write the wrong

( Raine's POV )

Laying on my bed I turn to the next page of Seth's journal and begin reading the next poem. The title reads:

The way I am

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The way I am

The way I aways will be drowned in black,

They all tuned their backs on me

All waiting to to see something fall something brake

But I can take what I have felt

You never understand delt with

All I want is to be helped

But I'll just hide deep keep it all inside

I'm getting sick of hiding all the horrible lies.

The inside of me slowly dies.

After finishing the poem I looked out my window. I could see the sun was coming up Damn I stayed up all night reading these god he's an amazing writer! I thought and I continued reading.

A couple hours later...

I hear my mother yell "Raine time for breakfast!" I groaned and yell back "Coming mom!" getting off my bed and head down stairs not looking away from my book when I reach the bottom of the stairs I run right into a wall "Owww!" I whined walking around the wall and sitting down at the dining room table. "What are you reading honey?" I heard my mother ask I just shrugged and continued reading "Well that's... nice" she remarked sarcastically "Whatever you say bye love you mom I'll be home later tonight" I said leaving the house still reading and walking randomly into the woods for no apparent reason.

( Seth's POV )

Waking up at 8:30 a.m. for once I actually got about three or four hours of sleep last night so I was well rested sort, I would've gotta more sleep but I kept having these's weirdnightmares about me becoming a deranged psycho killer maniac dude who went around trying to avenge my father's death killing anyone and everyone who got in my way of doing so which I myself found weird, I mean don't get me wrong I know I can be a little angry uncontrollable and downright insane sometimes I would never go around killing people I mean I can get arrested for that swallowing down my morning dose of pills once again. As I get up out of bed I realize the house was empty and nobody was home. I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and combed my hair. Walking down stairs and into the quiet kitchen I front myself singing Choke by A Perfect Circle

Can you awake from sleep downed you allow me to steal

I sang the first line to myself.

Wait why am I singing that I haven't listen to it in mouths I thought to myself as I sang the line.

Gagging on selfish hide when you crawl to kneel

And the next line

And it's humbling This pain you feel inside

And the next one

And it's stuttering These words that I must try

And the next

And I'm choking on love I made you feel.

I decided to skip breakfast again I went up to hooked up my Bluetooth speaker and played the song on repeat. After listening to the song I decide to write another poem reaching under my pillow yeah that's right I keep my journal under my pillow don't judge me anyway I reach under my pillow to get my journal and it's not there God dammit I forgot I gave it to Raine! Oh well I grab the nearest notebook and pen and began writing.

Choke

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Humble me,

Fumble me,

Stumble over me,

Stuttering aren't we,

Killing you to crawl to your knees,

Watching you kneel,

Now you know how I always feel,

I know it always kills,

But now you know how I forever and always will feel.

After writing a few more poems or what I thought was just a few more turned out to be like 26 more poems. Blowing my hair out of my face I checked the clock it read 2:30.a.m. "Oh shit I gotta go to bed I have school tomorrow! Wait why do I care oh yeah I don't" I said to myself but still getting ready for bed after realizing I was really tiered for some reason witch was unusual for me, but I had took a second extra dose of my antidepressant, PTSD and sleeping pills this afternoon so that must have been why I'm so tiered. I gulp down my nightly dose of pills for the second time today. Then after I got into bed I just looked at the wall for awhile in deep thought before finally falling asleep.