Yellow sat up, gasping. All the world was silent. His dream had been full of fear, and flames, and dark, and cold, and pain, and heartache. He sat for a moment more. He smelled noises from the silence, he could see the colors of his mind. Forest Green. Vibrant Purple. Baby Blue. Navy Blue. Wine Red. The silence was blissful and welcoming, yet ominous, and threatening, as though it would swallow him whole any moment-
Thoughts that go like bullets through you
Their words pierced his heart.
The time you told me that you wish you were dead
He could feel the blood flowing out and watering the field of roses beneath it with poison that only those flowers could withstand. The blood turned black as it reached the petals, slowly sliding down the petal as Yellow fell.
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
Yellow cried, though he couldn't make a sound.
To sleep through your alarms,
His tears slipped past his fingers as he covered his face.
Man you're losing your head
He heard their voices, calling him. He ran.
The thoughts that go like bullets through you
The voices stayed next to him as he ran. He cried for the end.
The time you told me that you wish you were dead
He couldn't bare hear Green's voice saying he was weak.
(Can't stop)
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
Nor Purple's saying he was horrid. Either Baby Blue's saying he was useless.
To sleep through your alarms,
Also Navy Blue's saying he would go nowhere.
man, you're losing your head
And Wine Red's telling him he was running for nothing.
(Can't stop)
Thoughts that go like bullets through you
Head in hands, Yellow fell and screamed.
The time you told me that you wish you were dead
He wanted it to end. He couldn't take it.
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
The screams of the lost and abandoned. All the hurt falling in black tears.
To sleep through your alarms,
He could hear them yelling. Yellow heard them calling him.
Man you're losing your head
He stood up and continued stumbling through the sharp blades of grass that were his thoughts. He yelled in exasperation. Wanting out of this nightmare.
The thoughts that go like bullets through you
They caught him. shook him.
The time you told me that you wish you were dead
(Can't stop)
He yelled and cried. He didn't want this.
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
Yellow was exhausted. He closed his eyes tightly to shut them out.
To sleep through your alarms,
Green yelled, Purple screamed, both in pain.
man, you're losing your head
Yellow opened his eyes.
(Can't stop)
Nightmare.
Type here if you figure out who is which side! First to get it right gets to choose a ship for a one shot/short story!
Edit 06/10/21 idk why I thought this would be difficult
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(Lociet) High School Hierarchy Book 2
FanfictionDeceit has now begun the second chapter to his life. he's out of all the abusive homes he's been to and is now with Remy and Emile. When he's forced to go back to school will everyone be against him? Or will people protect him? Will he continue to b...
