Breathing is
So damn difficult
When there is
Nothing left
To breathe for
…
when they are eleven, it's not as if they know what exactly is in store for them. how could they? after all, they are just children.
With dreams
And hearts that were slowly b-r-e-a-k-i-n-g
S.H.A.T.T.E.R
…
by the time they're twelve, they have somewhat of a clearer idea, but it's still too foggy for them to make it from the REAL world alive.
Broken and Bleeding
{it's everywhere, dearest. how about now? can you escape this- US- now?…
I didn't think so}
…
their thirteenth year comes around, and there is suddenly so much more to SEE in the crazy, mixed up world. not enough yet, though, no, never /e/n/o/u/g/h/
boys and girls
the s,a,m,e {species} now.
Did you know…? I. Love. You.
…
fourteen is so complicated. everything is changing and nothing stays the same and when can it be acceptable for them to start screaming?
screaming is their only option left, after a/a/l/l/l/l/.
*Falling…in…love…is…too…painful…
how can this be real?*
…
when they're fifteen, sight is clearing. two more years is all that's left.
Until…
M.U.R.D.E.R.
Becomes…
D.A.I.L.Y.
For…
T.H.E.M.
Could they bear it if they lost one of their own?
…
sixteen? might as well be renamed teenage wrecks
school is a backburner… yet… so… important…
-s-c-r-e-a-m-i-n-g- ::: -c-r-y-i-n-g- ::: -b-e-g-g-i-n-g-
let it stop
…
seventeen is no better, in fact, it's almost worse. :l:e:a:v:i:n:g: their home is terrifying- their sight is still not clear
and they're about to be 't'h'r'o'w'n' to the wolves.
Poor, poor, darlings
Oh, hey... see, I'm not dead, amazingly enough... how do you like my new...thing, here?