A/N: I love Linkin Park! All of their songs are so unique and they really make you think.
Song: 'Breaking the habit' by Linkin Park
Summary: [song fic] This fic involves Pyro (surprise, surprise). The title explains it all.
Pyro's POV
Breaking The Habit
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
[Unless I try to start again]
It stands on the nightstand mocking me. I stare at it. It's haunting me. I swallow hard. My breathing is steady although my heart is racing. It has a hold on me and it won't let go. I reach over to grab it. It's smooth and cold...now my heart is relaxed just from touching it.
I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
-Click, Click, Click, Click-
How did this start? Why can't I stop? I ask myself the same fucking questions over and over and I'm still puzzled. It's like I'm having a battle with myself and it never ends.
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
-Click, Click, Click, Click-
I don't know why I bother to fight it...I never win. I scream inside but it doesn't fix the problem. I may never know how I got like this but what I do know is that it's not okay, and I'm not alright.
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
-Click, Click, Click, Click-
What else can I do? Cut off my fingers?
I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends
I stand up. I raise my arm and pull back...I'm about to throw it against the wall. I stay in that position for a minute. Shit, I can't do it. I curse under my breath as I lower my arm, and I sit back down on the bed. As it rests in my hand I find myself staring at it again. -Click- I flick the lid open and start the flames. The flames are intoxicating. They are taking me over. That's when I knew the habit must be broken...
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
To show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
-Click-