–––– ◝ . ❛ @camprep said : hey – stay with me .
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚅𝚈 i can feel it in my marrow , stitched into viscera . 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙 , 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 . ( there are incomplete parts of me / jagged pieces , missing shards of glass . something broken & hastily put back together again ) i am nothing but a man , begging you not to get cut on my edges . 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝙴 . though i come home with blood soaking through my clothes & the smell of smoke clinging to my hair / though i am a wolf searching for it’s next victim , a knife with a rusted edge , the means to an end . when my eyes are tired & i fall apart in the safety of your hands . ( you are the softness within me that i can never find , the gentleness caught in the spaces between my fingers . you are a life / a world that i am not deserving of )
𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩 . shallow breathing , nightmare clawing at the monsters skin , too afraid of the shadows spewing out of his own mouth to focus on the sunshine of her eyes . a yell so forceful it rattles the windowpanes , muscles twitching under the guise of heavy sleep ---- forcing off the things that exist only behind eyelids squeezed too tight . there is a flick of light , 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚜 , a breath forced through the concave of his lungs . cathedrals erected by saints that abandoned him the second he wrapped his hands around life / i chose me , and now i pay the price . I JUST WANTED TO FUCKING LIVE , WHY AM I DEAD NOW ? don the reaper’s hood , skeletal hands shake violently as they reach towards her ----- there is no scythe there , the grim blinks his eyes & disappears for another night . 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 , 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 , 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 . it rattles around his skull , volatile & angry . i am death , i am dead , so why am i still so afraid ?
words spill frantically , though they are meaningless . twisted around his tongue , drowsy with vodka , yet sharp like knives still ---- a bloodied flurry of russian as he gasps . there is only one word that can be dug out from the wreckage , ❛ brooke ---- ❜ eyes snap open , knees draw upwards , feet throwing off the sheets with a panicked sound . 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 / 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 trembling , a shell of a man / a boy who had no life . ( i hold your death in my hands , little boy , i am koschei & i dare you to fear me ---- the snarls of his father still echo and live inside ) a sob pushed past his lips , and all of heaven could weep for how mournful it sounds . like a stray dog / a wounded animal , in memorium of that which is lost and never to be found again . the rough edges are smoothed , the animal tamed as he shudders out desperate breaths & falls into her . 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧 , 𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 , that i ask you to hold me together like this / that i beg you to pull out your sewing needle & stitch together the wounds that are left from years of running and fighting and running and fighting ( while you are there , embroider your name onto my heart , leave me a reminder for when you are far / an exit wound for my sadness , where i can hold you and never be undone )
❛ i’m sorry , im sorry , im sorry . . . ❜ see , if i say it enough times , if i repeat it until my mouth bleeds , maybe the words will take hold and finally engrave themselves on my skin . his arms wrap around her waist , face pressing into the softness of her stomach , burying himself against the warmth & lingering scent of cherries on her skin . 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 / 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 / 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 . cherry - girl , don’t you know how much i love you so ? * guide me home , a beacon on those dark nights , pulled from sleep just to see your smile . tear stained clothes , shivers wracking his frame violently as he lays against her . 𝚂𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴 , 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝙴 , 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝙴 . i’ll protect you / you’ll protect me . a violent exhale of air , ❛ please don’t give up on me ❜










