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Dec. 17th, 2005 05:29 pm[oom: canonical update]
He feels horrible.
Yesterday you came to lift me up
The day has been draining, physically, but especially emotionally. He is almost zombie-like in his movements as he unlocks the door, takes off his coat, feeds the cat.
As light as straw and brittle as a bird
Just like normal, right? He can be normal. The house is so quiet. Nina and Abs are at a party.
Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall
Scampi's dark eyes watch Guppy as he goes up the stairs.
Just one more whisper of a voice unheard.
So Imuch wantpain toIscreamhurt.
Tomorrow leave the windows open,
As fear grows, please hold me in your arms.
"It sounds bad, but considering all the shit you're dealing with? Weaker guys would have cracked completely by now. You haven't."
"Won't you help me if you can, to shake this anger?
I need your gentle hands to keep me calm."
"I have faith in you, my friend. I know you will get through this."
Mun STRANGLES LJ for refusing to turn italics off at this point
He lies down on his bed face down, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and scReAmS as loud as he can.
'Cause I never thought I'd lose, I only thought I'd win
He picks up the pillow and pummells it as hard as he can, not caring about the tears running down his cheeks in streams.
I never dreamed I'd feel this fire beneath my skin
Picking the pillow up he slams it against his bedroom door over and over again.
I can't believe you love me, I never thought you'd come
Until I guessthe
I misjudgedpillow love
BetweenBaUfatherrandShisTsons.
Things we never said come together.
The hidden truth no longer haunting me
He collapses down into the feathers sobbing and remains there until he feels a warm furry body against his cheek. He uncurls and holds the cat gently.
"Sorry if I scared you Scamps. I needed that."
He feels better
Tonight we touched on the things that were never spoken
This kind of understanding sets me free
Having let out some of the emotional pain, he picks up as many of the feathers as he can be bothered to, then goes into the bathroom and washes his face. He changes his shirt and then sits cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing slowly and deeply to calm himself. He knows he won't be able to settle enough for meditation, but it's a start. Everything is quiet now, except the ticking of the clocks, and the hum of the central heating system. As the clock downstairs strikes nine o'clock, he gets off the bed and opens the bathroom door, walking into the bar.
He feels horrible.
Yesterday you came to lift me up
The day has been draining, physically, but especially emotionally. He is almost zombie-like in his movements as he unlocks the door, takes off his coat, feeds the cat.
As light as straw and brittle as a bird
Just like normal, right? He can be normal. The house is so quiet. Nina and Abs are at a party.
Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall
Scampi's dark eyes watch Guppy as he goes up the stairs.
Just one more whisper of a voice unheard.
So Imuch wantpain toIscreamhurt.
Tomorrow leave the windows open,
As fear grows, please hold me in your arms.
"It sounds bad, but considering all the shit you're dealing with? Weaker guys would have cracked completely by now. You haven't."
"Won't you help me if you can, to shake this anger?
I need your gentle hands to keep me calm."
"I have faith in you, my friend. I know you will get through this."
He lies down on his bed face down, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and scReAmS as loud as he can.
'Cause I never thought I'd lose, I only thought I'd win
He picks up the pillow and pummells it as hard as he can, not caring about the tears running down his cheeks in streams.
I never dreamed I'd feel this fire beneath my skin
Picking the pillow up he slams it against his bedroom door over and over again.
I can't believe you love me, I never thought you'd come
Until I guessthe
I misjudgedpillow love
BetweenBaUfatherrandShisTsons.
Things we never said come together.
The hidden truth no longer haunting me
He collapses down into the feathers sobbing and remains there until he feels a warm furry body against his cheek. He uncurls and holds the cat gently.
"Sorry if I scared you Scamps. I needed that."
He feels better
Tonight we touched on the things that were never spoken
This kind of understanding sets me free
Having let out some of the emotional pain, he picks up as many of the feathers as he can be bothered to, then goes into the bathroom and washes his face. He changes his shirt and then sits cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing slowly and deeply to calm himself. He knows he won't be able to settle enough for meditation, but it's a start. Everything is quiet now, except the ticking of the clocks, and the hum of the central heating system. As the clock downstairs strikes nine o'clock, he gets off the bed and opens the bathroom door, walking into the bar.
