CONTROL. CONTROL IS OVERRATED. in the face of monumental wrath, control is only an atom, its nucleus contaminated by savagery & impenitence, lingering in the back of his head ( the voice of reason, perhaps, but every fibre of his malevolent esse refuses to hear it ). she is caught in an upcoming supernova. he, the nebula that is about to explode into cosmos & she, the incendiary dust that he so ravenously inhales. her reply, a fatal catalyst ! there’s a part of him that doesn’t want to cause her harm, a part of him that would tear apart anyone who dares to touch a single strand of her hair ( but is that a part of him, or a part of his brother, whose conscience he scarcely inherited after the merge ? he can’t tell. he doesn’t want to. ) , but he is his own exception. & the concept of mercy is under severe construction. ❝ because…❞ timbre is menacing, hunting; voice raised by an octave, lexeme melodically drawled on his tongue. every step towards her is a remnant of barely leashed anger, an indirect warning of a hurricane. ❝ –––––––––––– BECAUSE IT IS ! ❞ violent tone resonates in the room, intense & fierce, accompanied by blazes of magic. light bulbs shatter, cascading over their heads; an invisible force hurls her to the wall & pinions her limbs, paralysing her. lips are drawn inward for a second, digits clasp her forearms into a relentless grip, tight enough to leave bruises. he gazes at her, revels in her reaction, awaits fear & hatred. & then he feels it. it starts as a knot in his stomach, that wrings his insides & it spreads through his entire body. regret. he desperately tries to rid himself of it, fingers raising to the fragile skin of her neck. how facile it’d be to leave her body bereft of oxygen ! how easily she’d break, wouldn’t she ? he wants to strangle her. instead, hands travel to her face, palms cup her cheeks, touch light & soft as a feather. strangle her. strangle her. strangle her. sharp breath expelled from his lungs, inner battle coming to a halt. ❝ but you know what ? i forgive you, katherine . ❞ hollow laughter fills the room, brittle. marked by relief. ❝ i forgive you. ❞ i’m sorry. forgive me too.
YOU ARE RABID , reckless boy chained by youth’s icy grasp , acts on sheer impulsive , inconsequential , unapologetic & unrestrained . thinks morality bends to your every whim , conscience is muted . fragments of humanity merge with creature of ancient lineage , meant to be put down , you bite the very hand that feeds you & bare your teeth at everyone because you can’t distinguish friend from foe anymore . laugh when you’re sad , cry when you’re happy , borrow emotions but doesn’t know how to use them . unleashes misplaced ANGER like a flood , biblical diluvium ; swings your bird-boned girl against bricks like a rubber ball . left in in a sea of darkness , cold seethes through oak tiles , fluids of nourishing sanguine bleed from tear on red cushions , inhalations distorted into shaky breath . battered spine aches , throbbing pain of contusions prickle flesh like needles , scattered hues of dulled amethyst protruding to adorn milky flesh . she can’t compete with your hocus pocus . takes monumental effort alone to muster enough strength & shift an inch whilst still etched to walls like a painting , only to be held back in place by the abrasive fingers . don’t you know you’re not supposed to touch works of art ? ❛ let GO of me , kai ! ❜ bite the bullet ! don’t you know girls like her don’t weep ? swallow pain like it’s cherry coke . increasing pressure around binds of broken flesh sings , rips a hiss of blooming petals colored by morose shades of fueled hostility , prompts dewed lashes to squint shut . squirming deemed futile , she relents with a mouthful of resentment to roaming pads that explore hidden cavities of untarnished fields as though they own it , velvet roses flourishing beneath inspecting touch as innocence withers . doe-eyes pry filtered by sepia , skim attentively for signs . isn’t it odd how your slender fingers seem to have been made to entwine across her neck ? & instead fervor of dermis is greeted by greedy palms , cupping of flustered canvas seems to induce calm , conflicts with the brazen laugh that follows . ❛ you forgive me , huh ? you forgive me ? ❜ reels you in , letting rancor reign over fear , tongue dampens metallic soil , breaths feel thick & musty with each rise & fall of loaded chest . ❛ well i’m not fucking sorry & i don’t remember apologizing . ❜
