T/W - hospitals, dying, depression and all related causes
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Thought I found a way...
The young girl sat in the hospital, many tubes hooked into her skin and mouth.
Thought I found a way, yeah.
A muffled sob escaped her mother's mouth. Yet the young girl felt nothing.
But you never go away...
It had been getting progressively worse for a while now. If only there was more to be done.
So I guess I gotta stay now...
After a year of the same ward, there had been only one change; the state of the young girl.
Oh I hope some day I'll make it out of here...
The only was out wasn't through the doors, the girl knew it.
Even if it takes all night or one hundred years...
By the night ticked to morning, she knew what would happen.
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near...
I guess you could say she made peace with that fact. However, she could only hide behind the dusty blue curtain.
Wanna feel alive, outside I can't find my fear...
The girl knew she should've fought sooner. But, like everything, she cowered in fear.
"Isn't it lovely, all alone?"
The girls head rose as she turned to face her weeping mother. In turn, the older looked up in confusion.
"Heart made of glass, my mind of stone!"
"Alisa, I'm sorry. I should've told you sooner."
"Tear me to pieces, skin and bone."
Alisa held up her fragile arm, a few tubes held by gauze to the thin frame.
Hello, welcome home...
That thought lingered on her mind. Alisa would never be able to go home.
Walking out of town...
When she collapsed, just outside of the café the pair had existed.
Looking for a better place now...
Alisa had been rushed to the hospital, after which she had been carefully transported to the same ward she was still in a year later.
"Something's on my mind."
"Yes Alisa?"
"Why did you never do anything?
"What do you mean?"
"Why didn't you stop it?"
She soon grew quite again, after being left unanswered.
Always in my head space...
Alisa became tired once more, it happened frequently now.
But I know some day I'll make it out of here...
The girl already felt the slight haze behind her eyes. She should've listened.
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years...
Alisa could feel the fuzzy static creep into her senses.
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near...
The girl tried to fight it, but the energy didn't come. It was useless.
Wanna feel alive, outside I can't fight my fear.
Yet she didn't feel scared, as if the calm inside of her was natural. One Alisa had been living with for a while.
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Alisa wished she could make the statement turn true. All of the pain, the suffering she went through in silence, she wished she could take back.
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone.
The girl thought that she was strong. Everything felt miniscule, like an outer body experience. Even if every little blow cracked her glass heart, fracturing it slowly but surely.
Tear me to pieces, skin and bone.
Until it broke. Ripping her papery skin and skeleton like frame, like a knife.
Which it was, half the time.
All of the comments, all of the time spent counting.
All of the time wasted surviving, instead of living.
Hello, welcome home.
Alisa heard the long beep. She heard her mother break down once more. She heard the final goodbyes.
And yet, she felt more at peace than ever.
The young girl was home.
Hello, welcome home.
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A/N
Inspiration: Lovely but you're slowly dying in a hospital (YouTube - Max Matters)
This was kinda hard to write but honestly it came outta nowhere
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Lyricization
Poetryone shot book of different artists (kpop, western etc) having their song lyrics put into conversation. this won't have regular updates and was just made on a whim so. I do have a Gabbie Hanna version coming out with a plot and everything, but it won...
