It's like falling. Until you realised you've only medicated yourself with an alcoholic beverage.
Then it's just crashing. Realising you can't forget everything.
Because it feels like a thousand watts of electricity have been set free in every inch of my body.
He makes my all-too-permanent heartache disappear and its like bungy jumping from the sky a million times.
And I'm happy.
The sun starts to rise so I climb out of bed, walk into the kitchen and grab my tablets and start emptying out the packet.
"Corey! What the hell are you doing?" Mum yells.
She grabs the half empty box of zyprex off me.
"I miss him."
"He isn't real Corey!"
"HE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT LOVES ME"
"I love you, Andre loves you."
"Not in the same way!"
"Corey, you don't need some invisible humans love!" She starts crying. My heart sinks.
"Mum, you don't understand. You have no idea what it's like to be like this!"
"I WANT TO UNDERSTAND COREY. I'm taking you to the hospital"
"No. I hate it there. It's like being locked up in a straight jacket
It's like falling. Until you realised you've only medicated yourself with an alcoholic beverage.
Then it's just crashing. Realising you can't forget everything.
Because it feels like a thousand watts of electricity have been set free in every inch of my body.
He makes my all-too-permanent heartache disappear and its like bungy jumping from the sky a million times.
And I'm happy.
The sun starts to rise so I climb out of bed, walk into the kitchen and grab my tablets and start emptying out the packet.
"Corey! What the hell are you doing?" Mum yells.
She grabs the half empty box of zyprex off me.
"I miss him."
"He isn't real Corey!"
"HE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT LOVES ME"
"I love you, Andre loves you."
"Not in the same way!"
"Corey, you don't need some invisible humans love!" She starts crying. My heart sinks.
"Mum, you don't understand. You have no idea what it's like to be like this!"
"I WANT TO UNDERSTAND COREY. I'm taking you to the hospital"
"No. I hate it there. It's like being locked up in a straight jacket
life is a merry-go-round by Drastic-Afterthought, literature
Literature
life is a merry-go-round
spider-webbed eyelashes all covered in smoke, you are tearing up the highway signs and replacing them with wrong way road signs, and no one's stopped you yet.
dove-song finger tips scratching at your eyes, you are pulling out your hair, hiding the lumps beneath your pillow and waiting for the fairies to take them and leave you nickels, but they never do.
shy-footed dancer, you are spinning around the dance floor with mountains of fabric flying, waiting for someone to catch you when you trip and fall, but no one ever does.
macabre prince, your eyes burn holes in my skin and your mouth snaps at me like an angry spider, but i will follow you
"I always channel my emotions into my work. That way I don't hurt anyone but myself." - Cinna, Catching Fire, Suzanne Collins.
So, Mockingjay came out recently. I've ordered a copy and it ships tomorrow so yay. I honestly love the hunger games, it's one of my favourite series'.
Also I haven't been posting anything because I feel as though I've gotten so much worse at writing. But I did post something and I liked it because it reminds me of him. So yeah. I also am working on a novel and by working I mean writing one sentence and procrastinating a whole load. It's not that I don't enjoy writing it, I just need to be in a certain state of m