screaming screaming screaming
Love, why don’t you just accept it?
She touches my hair, stroking and twirling the locks between her pale fingers
Get OUT! Get the fuck out of my head! I sob hysterically
I can’t sweet
one white fist clenches on a slim chain that trails from a collar around her neck
Besides
She grabs a hold of my hair and snaps my head back, blue fire staring into my eyes from inches away
Would you kill me if you could?
A sigh,
No
Painted lips smile
No?
No
A whisper ghosts across my skin
Let me out, love
I curl up into myself
No, no, no—
LET ME OUT!
Heat blisters along my skin; I can feel the rage the need—
NO!
Hissing like a snake, chords stand out in her arms and her neck. Golden hair ripples in flames and eyes blaze
She’s not so pretty now
You will not get out of me,
I know what you can do
She laughs
Because after all,
You’re me
-Meghan
"And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of."
-William Shakespeare
3 comments:
Don't be afraid of how you feel. Or of yourself. Remember that you have everything you need - us.
Sarah
sarah's getting interesting isnt she
i like your bit, i always like your bits. this one makes me see some interesting things and reminds me of a few books i've read about trapped personalities or spirits. so much fun.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." -- Dr. Seuss
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