AN: Another one-shot to get me through writing the next chapter of Left in the Dark.
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Tap tap tap.
Do you feel it?
Scratching, Scratching at the back of your mind.
Pulling, tugging, trying.
Trying to make you regret your sins?
A laugh, a taste of the red, a smile pushes it farther away.
You can feel it trying to reason,
but you don't want reason anymore.
Tap tap tap.
Anger, Rage, Ruthlessness against those who have hurt you.
No matter how much they loved you or how little amount they hurt you.
They hurt you.
It's that really matters.
They shouldn't of hurt you.
That's why you hurt them.
You stopped them from hurting you again.
Tap tap tap.
Red, Black, Yellow hang on the walls.
Dead, Dead.
But you can you still hear them breathe.
Their warm hearts beating their cages.
Like thumping drums bringing back your suffering.
You want them to stop.
You do everything to make them stop.
But they won't.
Tap tap tap.
You rip, you tear, and scar the skin.
You crimsonate your palms even more so.
You hold them in your hands, yet they won't stop.
Their hearts' on the floor, but they won't stop.
Keeping them all awake while they sleep.
Each beat scratching at your mind.
Tap tap tap.
This is your bliss.
This is your new heaven.
There is nothing but fire and heat.
Everything's dead, but still breathes.
Because they never die.
No matter how much you tear and scream.
They're your leash to your new home.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
Love,
~Vox