She finally came back, she came back to her pen and paper, her escape, her home and she finally wrote :
"I am stardust and you are water, and as beautiful as this may sound but dust and water will eventually be mud. And mud is dirt and dirt is bad.
I mean what are you, are you an idea, an accomplishment, are you a beautiful soul, some sort of mystical crush, are you an art that i can't figure out, or maybe i have, maybe this time i have and i chose to act like i didn't, maybe you're okay but I'm looking for more, maybe you're a demon and as i lose mine i chose you as a stunt double, maybe they're not gone forever. And what if you're another demon that barged into my universe, at a bad timing. Maybe you're an idea, a thought, maybe I'm mistaken, maybe i just miss my demons and all i got was you. Maybe my demons are playing games in ny head for i have left them. Maybe we're two demons setting each other's world on fire. Maybe we're dead and we needed this spark of fire. Maybe it's you. But whay if it's not, what if it was the idea of the beautiful you, oh you..
I hate you. You bring out my worst satan and it scares me to hell.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay I'm sorry guys, i wrote this when i was drunk and very VERY sleepy, and I'm not going to delete it because i don't know what the fuck am i talking about and it's the best thing ever. The ending is just something else, who do you hate. Who is ittttt. 😂😂
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