Easier
Easier
He looks pale, tired exhausted
He wanna get out of his own skin for good
He sees drops falling but only his cheeks are wet
His lips chapped, hurts but he cant help but tremble
His head as if in cloud, heart beating once a moment
His chest bleeding nothings, ‘appa’ but his hurt doesn’t show physically
The more he wanna talk, wanna express, wanna complain the more silent he gets
He is cold all over, the tips of his fingers ache, his bones hurt that even his skull feels like ripping off
He doesn’t want to breath
Because it hurts
He believes that his tears dried already but more flows off only to prove him wrong
Unconsciously his hand held into his pale face
Why is he so miserable?
The creaking of the door behind didn’t help
His arm falling to place beside his fragile form, he finally takes in a breath, not quite a shaky one
Just to look fine
But fine was far to be described as
‘min-ah”
And it hurts even more
Two loose arms wrapping him into a back embrace
But oh how much it felt like hell
it doesn’t help
“whats wrong, Minnie” his face too close, he could smell alcohol strong and clear
his eyes burn again
not a single tear dared to slid over, not when someone was around
not his only friend
the only one left out for him
and he cant afford loosing his last thread
the arms disappeared and the noise of clicking was heard
ofcourse
but he didn’t want to bother his friend, nor did his friend want him to
just maybe the usual routine
“what happened? Changmin!”
Yet he asked, and it feels disgusting
Because everything he said didn’t sound like caring
Not a single tune was put right to fake a single interest
So he walked
He turned away, and closed the bathroom door behind him with a rushed click
To his only escape
He would feel safer
No need to worry anyone he will overcome this
No need for pitying looks and lying assurances
This is better
This way is easier to deal with
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sorry if this sounded weird ..
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