7. (continuation of 'renegade', piper) (hey guys! i know it hasn't been five days yet, but i've got an important announcement about updating . . . i'm currently sitting in an airport in colorado. my flight to california is delayed 'cause of snow. i've got wifi for the minute, and that's it. so see you all when i can. meanwhile, enjoy this chapter) (shite, why does life suck?)
Twisting
turning
screams echo
into the night.
They say
daughter of Aphrodite
why don't you love me?
—
There's a line
you say
back.
Between love
and what we have.
You aren't even close
to love.
—
Your screams are breaking you
sinking you.
Can you go on?
These monsters
inside out & back again
are tearing your soul apart.
—
C'mon.
A little more.
Just go one a little bit longer,
your family tells you.
But the red paint is chipping off
and what lies underneath
is not a precious doll.
—
A little bit longer?
What is a
little bit longer, truly?
How long?
How long
till they let you
back into yourself?
—
Keep going, love
it's all that is left.
We burned it
to the ground,
they tell you.
—
Don't you hate me?
Am I not a monster?
Well, lately, they say
we want them
crazy.
—
You
are
mad.