08-13-2018, 07:39 AM
JUST BY LIVING I'M NOTHING FOR ANOTHER DAY ✧
The bruised broken little boy was just standing there with an anxious look across this oh so bruised features, a look of absolute terror reflecting inside of this swollen eyes how hadn't got any sleep for days. His ribs where so obiviously vinsible. Who knows for how many days had past since the last meal but oh what he tried not to think about it. The constant hunger that left his tounge all dry. The cravings to desperately sink his teeths into anyone's flesh just to taste this delicious blood on his tounge. To fill his belly with this satisfying liquer that was a curse for him to crave after, to desire for. It was a constant struggle, day in and day out but the worst part didn't stop there. The fragile little vampire wasn't alone. Oh no, he shared bond with someone else, a different him how was the complete opposite to himself. Compare to himself didn't fought back at this impluses, accepting them with open arms and didn't saw anyone else around him then pure prey that existed for the sole purpose to become his meal. A different him, a dangerous him the boy wanted nothing to become but still was him. Two souls parted. One left into madness while the other being nothing else then the broken pieces of a life that had destroyed them. Isak was the ruined boy with a broken past, and the other...the result of that life.
Isak how was nobody, just a name that should be forgotten, forbidden to speak through sealed lips. The shame and the worthless child how never should have existed. But yet here he was, existing slipping through this sealed lips to become reality once more, to relive through everything again. There was no escape no, nowhere to hide to found himself a way to run away from that door. Day in and day out it was all coming back, over and over again. Innocent lost, robbed away.
So why here?, why now?.
The worthless child had nowhere to go, helpless, worthless to do anything for himself but still wanted to live.
Isak how was nobody, just a name that should be forgotten, forbidden to speak through sealed lips. The shame and the worthless child how never should have existed. But yet here he was, existing slipping through this sealed lips to become reality once more, to relive through everything again. There was no escape no, nowhere to hide to found himself a way to run away from that door. Day in and day out it was all coming back, over and over again. Innocent lost, robbed away.
So why here?, why now?.
The worthless child had nowhere to go, helpless, worthless to do anything for himself but still wanted to live.
© madi
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~~ BUTTERFLY, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL YOU DESERVE YOUR OWN PICTURE FRAME
BUTTERFLY, YOU'RE DELICATE IT WOULD BE SUCH SHAME IF YOU WERE TO BREAK ~~
BUTTERFLY, YOU'RE DELICATE IT WOULD BE SUCH SHAME IF YOU WERE TO BREAK ~~