She doesn't want anyone to save her, but she needs the safe feeling for her powerful mind. She wants to feel safe, she has this need for safety. She can be strong but sometimes strong can go so far, for she hates to feel alone.. the monsters come out and pick her brain. Her dreams become nightmares and daydreams become a escape, her laughs a sign of cries and her eyes a sign of lost. She is strong for everyone but isn't for herself, she wants to let Someone in but is scared. For last time she did, they tore her up bad.
He needs someone there, to check on him, to love him and give him grey hairs. He is damaged from child hood, not knowing what love and emotion in. He gets by on a 9 to 5 job, no friends and no social life. His apartment is his escape and the monsters feed at him at night.
It's late, storming and she's on the train home. She is reading with her damp hair and blue eyes, and he spots her. Their eyes meet and both see the brokenness, both know the pain of losing everything. They see it and it made history. Months later she moved in, years later they got married but one night it was a never ending nightmare. She walked in to find him hanging from the fan, he has killed himself from all the thoughts and cries he cried. She runs over before screaming was heard. Her own, and before she knew it she was in their room. She smiled that it was only a dream and turned to him. She screamed, he laid really dead from a overdose. A note on his chest for her. She called the cops and cried over his body. She was lost again
She cries too now alone, she needs the weight of him holding her keeping her safe from her powerful mind. But she wants to feel safe, she has this need for safety. She can be strong but sometimes strong can go so far, for she hates to feel alone.. the monsters come out and pick her brain. Her dreams become nightmares and daydreams become a escape, her laughs a sign of cries and her eyes a sign of lost. She is strong for everyone but isn't for herself, she wants to let Someone in but is scared. For last time she did, they tore her up bad. So tonight, to finally give in she looks at his picture one last time, took a sip of whiskey and jumped off.. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N: No hate please, just some of my thoughts and writing. Thank you for reading.
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