FicWad

Ew. This is months old. Like, from September or something. But I felt I should post something, even if it sucks.
In other news, the band Placebo have taken over my life. Completely taken over my life.


The aftermath of the final crash,
Broken bones, bruises, whiplash,
It’s all in your head, all in your head,
Those fucked up thoughts that leave you dead,
Emotions have started to rust away,
So today, today shall be the day,
Stepping over the heartbreak ledge,
To break that fading final pledge,
Driven to the edge, grown so numb,
And now, to those thoughts, you succumb,
You’re fading, swirling, you’re flying,
With every inch you fall, you’re dying.