FicWad

Hi, so this is a song I wrote a couple weeks back for my story, Trying to Escape the Inevitable (which I'll try and update tomorrow). I thought I’d post it separately too, because I don’t think it’s too terrible…I also wanted to change it a little to stand on it's own. Anyway, it was inspired strongly by MCR, especially their first two albums. Hope you like :)


H.E.L.P.



I know I’m in this alone.
My heartbeat is lonely, my footsteps stumble solo.
The high of my day is its end,
My eyes so tired of this school jotter lined life….
How can my bruised soul ever contend?

My scars tell my horror story, my silence screams my fears.
Can no one hear? Can no one hear?
I walk the school corridors as if I’m alone, but I always have this shadow.
School tie nooses and Prozac blurred nightmares are my best hope,
So dead, so dead inside, I’ll spend my empty days smoking dope,
Or waiting for a non-existent better.

Is everyone else empty?
I see your carnival mask eyes,
Your painted-on smile,
And wonder;
What’s real, what’s real?

My scars tell my horror story, my silence screams my fears.
Can no one hear? Can no one hear?
I walk the school corridors as if I’m alone, but I always have this shadow.
School tie nooses and Prozac blurred nightmares are my best hope.
So dead, so dead inside, I’ll spend my empty days smoking dope,
Or waiting for an honest smile.

Is the world just one lie?
I’m stuck in this social-status vortex,
A hollow hell where I all I can count on
Is categorical despise.

My scars tell my horror story, my silence screams my fears,
Can no one hear, can no one fucking hear?
Oh, I walk the school corridors as if I’m alone, but
I
Always
Have
This

Shadow.

School tie nooses and Prozac blurred nightmares are my best hope.
So dead, so dead inside, I’ll spend my empty days smoking dope,
Or waiting for someone to see,
Splintered bones and spattered blood, spelling out my loneliness…

H.
E.
L.
P.

I scream and scream, but no one hears,
I bleed and bleed, but no one sees.
Out and out and out, spill these blistered fears.

If I was to blow my brains against these bleak corridors,
Dismembered red spattering your ignorance,
Suddenly, everyone would notice me.

Blood and bones and bruises; a heart thudding out zero,
Oh, in death I’d sure be a hero.


But I’m alive.
Can no one hear? Can no one hear?
Or are your bloodied ears completely decadent?

No one can hear this life-
My pulse makes me silent; my pulse makes me irrelevant,
But I’m too damn scared,
To cut
It
Out.

…Oh, School tie nooses and Prozac blurred nightmares are my best hope.
So dead, so dead inside, I’ll spend my empty days smoking dope.

Smother me in silence, forget my heartbeat,
Maybe it’s the easiest death.

Maybe it’s the easiest death…

Maybe

It’s the easiest…

Death.


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What did you guys think? I’d love to know, as this is only the second song I’ve written, so I’m not really sure what to think of it…make my day and R&R? Thanks so much for reading- I hope you enjoyed it :)

CosmicZombie xo