time bomb

In this world Suzy is the one I fear the most. She is a time bomb without cable. Someday she will blow up, massive explosion, piercing particle; mass murderer. But I will survive it, burned skin, showed bones, blood dripping. No doctor will dare to treat me and I will, for the rest of my live, wounded. Bleeding. In agony.

Because I choose to survive her.

People will stare; some with sorry sight, most disgusted. But they will only leave me wondering, if my broken self is reflected on my own eyes, how would I look at myself?

How would Suzy look at me?

Suzy eyes were black, just black. I am struck by an epiphany every time I lose myself in them. Demon is beautiful; I’ve seen it in her eyes.

 How would demon look at me?

I will hear whisper, questions. Why am I sleeping with a time bomb? How can I trust her while hearing the ticking sound, each tick brings me closer to tragedy?

No one will understand, but at the same time as fearing Suzy, in this world, she is the one I want the most.

random and rushed. i am feeling bad.