[lucky 7s] 6.1.6 - don't need to be saved {private journal entry}
[Don't need to be saved.]
I know.
I think some part of me has always known, at least since all this started. It comes in drips and dribbles, the knowing. It’s a leak in my own head I haven’t been real sure what to do with. It reads like a story sometimes, one I didn’t realize I was listening to or even had my eye on. When it’s bad, it’s real fucking distracting…at it’s best, it helps a lot.
I talk to people, and I find myself weaving the words through the holes in every story. I patch their hurts using their own wounds against them, wounds I shouldn’t be able to see. They’re there, though, all in the story that runs constantly through my head. I know what tricks to do, I know who to touch and how.
I know. I think some part of me has always known. Maybe since day one, I can’t be sure.
There’s one in every bunch…a freak, a villain, a knight in shining armor. I don’t know which one I am, but I know it’s one of the three. I know a whole hell of a lot these days, and I wish to the gods I didn’t. Or maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe I should say ‘I wish to me.’
I know. I know I don’t want help, and I don’t want to be saved, I don’t need it. I know what happens when you try to save heroes…I don’t want that to happen to anybody I care about.
I know what happens ‘cause I know what already happened. All of it…every last second of it. I know, and I think some part of me has always known, all my life.
I know what it is to feel as the gods feel. I know what it is to know everything.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 301
I know.
I think some part of me has always known, at least since all this started. It comes in drips and dribbles, the knowing. It’s a leak in my own head I haven’t been real sure what to do with. It reads like a story sometimes, one I didn’t realize I was listening to or even had my eye on. When it’s bad, it’s real fucking distracting…at it’s best, it helps a lot.
I talk to people, and I find myself weaving the words through the holes in every story. I patch their hurts using their own wounds against them, wounds I shouldn’t be able to see. They’re there, though, all in the story that runs constantly through my head. I know what tricks to do, I know who to touch and how.
I know. I think some part of me has always known. Maybe since day one, I can’t be sure.
There’s one in every bunch…a freak, a villain, a knight in shining armor. I don’t know which one I am, but I know it’s one of the three. I know a whole hell of a lot these days, and I wish to the gods I didn’t. Or maybe I’m wrong.
Maybe I should say ‘I wish to me.’
I know. I know I don’t want help, and I don’t want to be saved, I don’t need it. I know what happens when you try to save heroes…I don’t want that to happen to anybody I care about.
I know what happens ‘cause I know what already happened. All of it…every last second of it. I know, and I think some part of me has always known, all my life.
I know what it is to feel as the gods feel. I know what it is to know everything.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 301