Sorrow's my body on the waves Sorrow's a girl inside my cave I live in a city sorrow built It's in my honey, it's in my milk Don't leave my half a heart alone on the water Cover me in rag and bone sympathy Cause I don't want to get over you. I give all the writing credit to the fabulous Mad_Lori
WARNING COULD BE TRIGERING Sherlock gets to the point where he thinks there is only one way to take all of his pain away. John is oblivious to what Sherlock endured over those years and is still hurting from Sherlock's fake death, can they work it out before Sherlock goes over the edge or is it all ready to late...
When Sherlock is left alone, without a case, and without John, he falls back to old habits, habits John is yet to find out about. Sherlock falls into a put of self loathing and John is the only one who can pull him out.
"Why didn't you tell me?" John said, a tear streaming down his face. "I could have helped." He said as he leaned in to hug Sherlock. But this time-Sherlock hugged back. ****WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING. SELF HARM AND ATTEMPTED SUICIDE. Please do not do something you will regret later I Wuv u!***