Numb // Punk Luke Hemmings

Numb // Punk Luke Hemmings

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Numb (adj) Being lost in nothingness. Numb. A feeling of emptiness filled her body, as she took another inhale of her cigarette, tasting like death. Mascara running down her face, staring out of her window, watching the rain droplets racing down. She just wanted to feel alive, to live. Heart as cold as ice, distancing herself from the outside world. Alone. She could go days without speaking to anybody. Her eyes glued to the floor, as she took steps down the imprisoned place some people called school. If someone would've told her a year ago her life would be like this, she wouldn't have believed them. She had no one to speak to. No friends left, no one would understand how she felt. Amber Rose needed someone to care, to wipe her tears. Now, she felt numb.
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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