sometimes,
he likes to pretend
that everything
he has ever done
is a
d r e a m
because the person
they make him out
to be
is not
him
&& when one of
those scaryscary
green lights hits him,
he'll wake up
&& he'll be
all right.
sometimes,
he likes
fantasies
better than
real life.
in real life,
he is just
a b o y
who isn't
STRONG
enough
to climb the mountain
he's staring up at.
he isn't brave,
or fearless
or invincible;
he is merely
too scared
that when he gets close
to the summit,
he'll lose his grip
&&
fallfallfall
all the way down
(&& it hurts from
that high up)
&& after that,
who will want to
put him back together again?
the room is
e m p t y
&& the clock is just
ticktickticking
his time away
a/n: a freeverse that i wrote back in march, thought was trash, then reread again and decided to post just for the hell of it. i'm a little rusty on freeverses - haven't written a decent one since last summer - and i just slapped the extras (bold/underline/italics) on last night when i typed it up, 'cause when i first wrote it it was plain.
shameless self plug: i have a percy jackson series of one-shots up this weekend. check 'em out?
i'd really, really love to hear your thoughts, because i honestly have no clue what the hell this is. :P
~whispered touches
disclaimer: i do not own harry potter. it belongs to jkr.