I lay back against the door,
and slide my body down
until I hit the floor.
The adrenaline pumping
Through my veins
Is maddening.
I stare at the bag
And the powdery substance
Inside.
That is maddening
for me.
With a pop,
The zipper slides open
And I can touch the sugar now.
It's maddening.
I don't even have it
The way I usually have it.
I dig my face
Into it.
Taking it all in.
I think I'm going mad.
I feel that sugar rush
Kicking in
Right after I heave it in
It's making me so mad.
I run to the mirror,
And see my pupils
Dilate.
I laugh out
Because this
Is what
The sugar
Does
To
Me.
I really am mad.
I know I hear Frank pound on the door,
"Gerard?"
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
