It comes and it kills
Cruising the earth
Attacking your towns
As you watch from outside
And no one felt
Crashes in your hearts
There's another way
Any other one
Couldn't stop the fingers
From freezing
Until you're driven half awake
All you ever want
Safe inside the covers and freezing
And no one felt anything at all
Detecting ourselves
As you watch from outside
And everyone's thrill
It crashes in your heart
I descended the steps slowly. The everpresent bags under my eyes were only slightly less pale since last night. My head hung low; my shoulders drooped; my back arched; I walked with great caution. I never sleep well. I haven't in...forever...
My mind was foggy; my vision was blurry; I felt slightly nautious at the thought of eating food, but I ate breakfast anyways. Something small to get me to lunch. And of course caffiene. I couldn't function without it. I bypassed the kitchen and walked to the bathroom first.
I looked in the mirror...my eyes were bleeding again. They just do randomly every now and again. But I don't really care, I just wash them out and what gathered at the base is gone, leaving behind eyes that were whiter than ever before, yet still rimmed with exaggerated yellow beaches and mazes of red rivers. But the white was white I assure you.
I combed my hair. Why do I even bother? I don't know. Force of habit I guess. My eyes were still weighted within their sockets. I sat down to eat, wondering if I'd ever have the energy or desire to stand back up. Maybe, probably...
I started to eat. Nothing tastes good anymore. Taste buds were scraped from the tip of my tongue a long time ago. As a result whenever they're pulled off again, everything tastes like blood. But now I also have a permanent spot on my tongue lacking taste buds. Nothing tastes right anymore.
I fought back the urge to puke it up and kept the substance down. I used to like it...whatever it was Spencer made! Then Sam walked down from Carly's room and joined us. We had school today. Oh, joy...
"Hey Sam."
"Hey dork. What's with the birds? How do you sleep with them? Do you hope they'll peck you to death?"
"They're good company and relaxing to watch. I didn't sleep."
"I didn't sleep well either because of your nerdy company."
"Sorry."
"How would a bird make good company anyways?"
"I don't know. It's peaceful is all I guess..."
"Whatever...so Carly?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you excited?"
"Excited for what, Sam?"
"Mrs. Briggs told us we get to have class outside today!"
"Oh yeah! I forgot! That'll be nice for a change!"
"I can't believe you forgot! I mean, I sleep through her class and I still remembered!" Sam chuckled. Carly did as well.
"What about you Freddie? You excited too?" Carly inquired.
"Eh...class is class, school is school. I don't want to be there anyways."
"Come on dorkwad! Cheer up! Even you shouldn't be so gloomy and sad! I mean living with your extent of nerdiness should be enough but seriously!"
"Well what's there to be happy about? It'll be hot in the courtyard. And it rained yesterday, so part of it will be flooded through."
"Yeah, but who says we have to stay in school?"
I looked at her, a pensive and serious expression coming across my face.
"You know something? I've always wanted to just ditch school and leave...why not!?"
"Now you're talking, buddy! It'll be just you and me against the world! I'll leave you in stitches!"
"But that's against the rules!" Carly interjected. "If you get caught you'll be suspended!"
"Oh well...more time off from school!" Two teenagers chuckled simultaneously.
There was something about what she said...what she promised me. 'Just you and me...against the world. I'll leave you in stitches!' It warmed his heart and brought forth a new horde of twisted chaos; a new plague of pain and destruction wrought through my chest. It was all I could do not to grip my chest and the intense feeling centered there.
Even so, I couldn't help but smile. Maybe today is my lucky day. Not a LUCKY DAY...those never work. But maybe, just maybe things'll work out just this once without any repercussions.
Something about the smile on her face filled me with foolish naivety. Drunk on her smile, I smiled back: a small smile, but so much more. Today will be at least an okay day.
We pick up our bags and head out the door into the unkown and unforgiving, the cruel, heartless world. I think I can live through just one more day. Just one more...
Drove so far away
No one would ever stop
Couldn't tell the difference
Between them
And then you struggle under quake
Hope you never stop
Hope you never finish breathing
How does it feel
To clip the patient
On the wing feather
Where does the pain stop
And the tearing through begin
If ever
Temperature lockdown
Way consumed
Froze in a block
With a blazing view
Tazing the numbers
One through two
Fit in the standard size
Without
Our Ride to the Rectory - Team Sleep
