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Holiday Drama

Side note- goes along with song This is Home by Cavetown.


Often I am upset

Every day they came, and it was just them, their own little band of freaks and misfits.

That I cannot fall in love

But I guess

This avoids the stress of falling out of it

But she always pushed them away, because her heart was broken. And a broken heart can cut those that get too close to it.

Are you tired of me yet?

She would ask

I'm a little sick right now

Her parents hated the fact that she wasn't a boy. Her father would abuse her, but her mother's indifference hurt worse than every one of the blows.

But I swear

When i'm ready I will fly us out of here

She whispered to the peaceful face of her little brother, dreams drifting around his head.

I'll cut my hair

She sunk down onto the floor, surrounded by a pool of her hacked-off hair.

To make you stare

The things she did to get their attention. She really was a bratty little mistake wasn't she?

I'll hide my chest

And i'll figure out a way to get us out of here.

She whispered.

Turn off your porcelain face

She screamed at her empty shell of a mother, the scattered remains of what was once a proud and strong woman, beaten down and controlled.

I can't really think right now in this place

There's too many colors

Enough to drive all of us insane

He said as he took his first breath of fresh air in years.

Are you dead?

The guards had teased.

Sometimes I think I'm dead

Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head

But i don't wanna fall asleep just yet

He had replied, thinking of his little sister and his innocence he would never be able to prove.

My eyes went dark

Their eyes drained of all happiness.

I don't know where

My pupils are

But i'll figure out a way to get us out of here

They whispered to their little siblings.

Get a load of this monster

The guards screeched.

He doesn't know how to communicate

His mind is in a different place

Will everybody please give him a little bit of space

Screamed the doctor.

Get a load of this trainwreck

His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet

Her parents screeched.

But little do we know the stars welcome him with open arms

He said, hugging her as they all ran off to a new life.

Oh

Time is

Slowly

Tracing his face

They laughed around the dinner table, the girl smiling for the first time in years.

But strangely he feels at home in this place.

November 28, 2019 04:10

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Ashlyn Leung
15:31 Dec 09, 2019

This is really bad but I made it in 20 minutes.

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