Lowkey frerard woops
people were screaming.
i could hear them.
frank was screaming too.
i could hear him.
he sounded scared.
he has a right to be scared.
im standing on a bridge.
a pretty high bridge, at that.
over a cold current.
because i didn't take my pills.
or maybe i took too many.
but it's not franks fault.
but he couldn't help.
nobody could.
im too far down.
because im standing on railroad tracks.
waiting for a train to come.
im standing on a tightrope.
hoping i fall.
im watching my family die.
hoping i could join.
and tonight.
i can.
and i won't have to wait anymore.
and i won't have to hope.
because im standing on a bridge.
and its far up.
and all i have to do is lean forward.
just a little more.
and hit the cool water.
just like that.
and watch frank try to jump in after me.
but he gets stopped.
because he has to keep going.
while my body flows down this stream.
and i fall.
fast..
fast..
asleep.
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ok yo sorry for another but I've just been feeling rlly shitty lately and for some reason all the problems i had last year around this time are coming back and nothing's really helping and it's just painful and I've been having a lot more panic attacks and im starting to get panic attacks over writing fics?? idk ask my brain.
but like this is my outlet and I'm sorry it was sad but I can't really write something happy rn
Ily guys ❤️
-xoShan