Author's Note: I honestly don't know what this is...
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Breaking
Heat suffocated him, his veins boiling while his worries melted away with the touch that grounded him.
Strong arms pinning him against the wall, protecting him and sheltering him from the world painted in crimson.
It made him whimper, the form pressing into him giving him something to live for.
A sanctuary, lips kiss him with bruising force, claiming him and giving him a home.
Painful marks are left behind, labeling him so he knows who he is when he looks in the mirror in the morning.
Tears of pain leak from closed eyes, fingers twisting in the breasts of Dean's shirt which have become Sam's anchor.
Tender hands glide over his chest, having sewn each cut before it became the pinkish streaks marring his body.
Soft comforting words whispered in his ear, chasing away his nightmares, filling him with a sense of love and passion that blinds him.
Resting his head against Dean's shoulder, he breathes in the scent of leather and soap.
It cloaks him, allowing him to feel safe from the shadows that follow his every move.
Gentle pecks along his neck speak of another's heart, breaking him and putting him back together.
Rhythmic brushes of denim against denim bring him to his end, legs buckling as he crumbles to the floor.
Again the callous hands try to gather all the pieces, soothing the shakes that still rack his body. In time, he might be whole again.
P.S.- I honestly want to know what you guys think of this? I have been having some problems in my life and this justed popped in my head. I honestly have no clue what it really means or relates to but I thought I would post it anyway and hopefully get some feed back. Thanks guys for reading!!