Wrong

Everyone leaves. Whether they want to or not. it's hard, hurt beyond imagination. Loved one, people you knew through loved one, people you'll never meet It' fear, yet every day I wake up looking at my bright blue wall. Ligh handing around and trinket just lying around for no reason at all. Only reminding you of those who left or tried to keep you from leaving.

Thinking that you need something to top how bad it all hurt. the pain of looing someone that meant o much to you. You don't speak out of fear? Guilt? Pain? Only thinking you'd get in the way, hurt their plans. Going against everything they told you for months on end. Did it hurt? Did it make you cream and not get up out of that? thinking it was safe... thinking it'd go away yet grows.

Then a sweet veil voice lurks in your head? A creature... different for everyone. Maybe a Tail? Horn? Wing? Cuts or Bruises? each meaning something. Soon it's sweet? yet it also seems like a trick played over an over just for you...

Long lanky arms that drag on the floor, Legs so thin and fragile you snap them like a twig, Carrying a body strong enough to hold you down under themselves as they hurt you in way unspeakable. They're face engraved in your mind since you created it. Round, pale as a horn sticks out one side, A mask over the lifeless back eye that makes you scream in the night, and teeth so sharp they brake the wall you've made to defend yourself. Everything breaking as this one thing comes at you full force. Planting root and never leaving. 

Slowly it hurts you to no end, Making them leave. You are the reason they left. You are the reason no one i around... Pushing them out cause you feared that if you let them in... you could never face them. Talking to no one instead of someone who cares! because you could never face them again if they knew...

Something is Wrong with you


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