DEPRESSION- feelings of severe despondency and dejection.
DEPRESSED- unhappy, despondent, pessimistic
We all once thought we could FLY. When we were little, we would dream of touching the SKY. How pretty it looked, for the birds that took flight. How great would it be? Better than 'alright'? That's our new crazy dream. Our far off impossible scheme.
Happiness.
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The light of my future is dimming
Because of my childish love, I lost my way on a path of dream
The venom of my ambition, I sharpened my knife every day
But because of my uncontrollable greed, my knife became dull
I know it all
This love is another name for the devil
"I-I-I can't feel it."
"I-I-I won't feel it."
"What? What can't you feel?"
"My wings."
"What the fuck are you going on about? What wings?"
"I'll fall without them. I'm sorry."
"I'll die without my adorable little bunny. I'm already gone. The guilt makes me sorrier every day."
"Sorry about what?"
"Sorry about what?" the older didn't understand how the brightest sunshine he had ever met could cry so much.
"I'm going to fall. My wings are gone."
"He fell. J-J-Jungkook fell. "
"I don't get what you mean... But sure, if you 'fall', I'll catch ya. I promise." Like a queue, a bright smile appeared on Hoseok's face.
"I don't get what you mean. But sure, act like that's on you." Like a queue, a look of anger and pure distaste ran through Yoongi's face.
"You won't get there in time."
"Listen Hyung, I didn't get there on time."
"Of course I will. I already promised."
The younger of the two continued to stare at the same spot on the ground he had been looking at for the past 3 minutes. Searching for some answer. Yet, he looked as if he were seeing something else. Something different that the world could never see.
The younger of the two continued to stare at the same spot on the ground he had been looking at for the past 3 minutes. Searching for some answer. Yet, he looked as if he were seeing something else. Something different that the world could never see.
"It won't be your fault," is all the younger managed to say. Eyes filling with tears, finally making him turn away and change where his line of vision hit.
It wasn't his fault. It wasn't Hoseok's fault.
"I'll catch you."
He didn't catch him.
"You can't, I've already met evil."
"My beautiful boy met evil."
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House of Cards • BTS
FanfictionThe family that made me begin, lies acting like sanctuary from life, a mistake made to protect, the wooden beauty that played my sorrow, a false face staring back at me, the mother that left, wake up. Wake up. Please. Wake up. We need you to wake up...
