sometimes
you feel like
dropping your sword
sometimes
you feel like
refusing to fight
(it's the darkness inside)
((too bad, there's no light))
/
most days
I think I'm
a soulless ghost
most days
my sun sets
before the dawn of tomorrow
(the girl is broken)
((can't you see, she's all pieces on the floor))
/
all night
there's only screams
in my heart
all night
the blood streams
like tears on the stark white sheets
(her words are pain)
((the dagger is cold, but it'll take her anyway))
/
every hour
is agony
to bear
every hour
I think of ways
to battle the pain, I swear
(but what's the use? you are no match for agony)
((when they tell tales of you, they'll make you brave, but my dear, is that cowardice lying there?))
/
I thought that I was loved
I thought that I belonged with the angels in this world
but this pain, it tears me apart
tell me darling, where's the old happy girl?
/
the knife cuts through her skin
the blood is scarlet, like the agony deep within
she doesn't care anymore
her soul is at peace
or is it really?
will it ever be?
/
i've always believed that if one thing went wrong, annabeth chase wouldn't be herself anymore (especially if she didn't find percy in the son of neptune).
but there's more
/
this is dedicated to my soul sister, greatest friend, most annoying morning person and the perfect annabeth-chase-doppelganger: rey. you cannot know, won't ever know the pain that i hide deep in my heart at your loss. i cannot believe that you've been gone for a year, rey. i really do understand your choices, at least i try. but i can't help wishing you were here.the title is from her last letter to me. the last words she would ever write. she believed that she was somewhere between life and death and she could not live with that.
as a person who has experienced the after-effects of a close friend's suicide first-hand, i urge you to please, please contact help before you make that choice. it affects us more than you know and sometimes, they feel like dying themselves.
i'm sorry
more than you'll ever know
i didn't know you were afraid
why didn't you let it show?
and now, i'm breaking
falling apart
tears streaming, hands shaking
i can't... i just can't...
wish you were here
but wishes don't come true, do they?