Things are changing, a little too quickly...
He walked in on a private moment, indeed; she was hanging herself.
She trickled from her open beam rib cage, in flailing second-thoughts and spittle riddles renunciations.
Speaking literally of course.
You can't take back what you said, and its got you all strung up.
He had a hard-on for her, honestly, though.
She couldn't lie, twisting in a lasso of thruth, so to speak.
Every word seemed more sincere than the last, punctuated with the asphyxiated prayer.
Raw as a razored nerve on ice: her.
Choking for life, when she fastened herself to the ceiling with the intent to die.
Was irony to thick to swallow?
He let it smother his groan.
He wanted to peel her open while she twisted like a rabbit.
To be slaughtered, wanted the piteous cries to be his kill.
Instead, he watched her.
Surely, her suicide would be the synonym he had been lookin' for-the inspiration for his break.
*Things are changing wayy to quickly around here. I feel like everything is falling apart and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I feel lonely a lot, and im living a very uncomfortable life. I don't know how to keep the only friends I have here. I feel like Im constantly trying to please everyone else, but at what cost? When do I stop giving up who I am? Im not sure Im the same girl I was 2 years ago and I dont think I know how to handle that. I always swore to myself, that I came first. Now, I find myself giving into everyone around me. I have never been a dependant person, but I have never been a loner either. I can take care of myself just fine, but what if I dont want to? Everyone needs someone, right? Maybe Im just not meant to be here. Maybe it's time to pack up and move to somewhere no one knows my name. Again. I sound like Im running. Running from all the horrible truth's in life. All the horrible people. All the horrible places. Or maybe..Im just running from myself. I have to learn that no matter how far I run, the shadow of who I am is never far behind.