Silence || Tyler Joseph

Manipulated

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Tyler
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I feel so worthless when I talk to people. When I talk to her especially.

She's so frustrating and so annoying, yet I'm still back to her and it's getting me angry as fuck.

Why do I have to be so insecure about the things I do?

I took a deep inhale letting my head hit the wall, hugging my knees to my chest. I let out the heavy breath and sobbed lightly.

I hate it so much. I hate this situation so much. I hate that when I finally find someone who is just as nice as Josh I treat them so bad. I hate that I can't tell her what I think and do.

I hate that I'm scared.

I hate it when she touches my skin because I can feel it burning afterwards.

I hate it when she says my name because I feel so bad that she knows it.

I hate her.

Why do I hurt myself this bad? Maybe it's easier if I just end it here and now.

Looking over at my wrist' tattoo I sighed once again. "Not a good idea. Not anymore at least. Get up Johnny boy, you're my fucking pride and joy."

I hugged myself tighter hearing Josh finally coming back in this cold black hole.

"Tyler?" I immediately gasped and sat up.

This isn't Josh.

She's not supposed to be here. Make her fucking leave. Make her fucking cry.

No no, no crying. I don't want to hurt her even if I hate her.

"Ty-" She called once again for me but I was too paralyzed to do something. "-ler... Hey... What's wrong, why are you crying?" She moved closer and a whimper left my lips.

Am I crying?

"Hey, shh... Hey it's ok Tyler. He won't do it no more. I promise you." She hugged me and I squeezed her to me.

maKe her cry untIl she Leaves this pLace.

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Oh boy,
hope you understand what those underlined stuff mean :,)