IncreasingI don't like painI hate the way my scissors stingI don't care for the way blood sticks to my wristsThe cotton itching against my opened skinBut I do like the feelingThe way I slump to the floor in reilefMy ignorance of the depth increasingI don't like the painBut I do love the feelingThe progress of the depth increasingGod, I love the feelingOf the only peace I've knownThat embrace that I have,It may be the only oneThe calming voice of skin splittingThe gentle smile of blood on silverThe only feeling of love I knowGetting strongerAs the depth's increasing
GoingAfter a while you just get tiredYou want to stop fightingYou try to keep your head and upWith a straight faceAnd a hard heartBut you can'tYou can't keep doing thisWith out being smart enoughStrong enoughGood enoughAnd somedays you look down at your wristsSo pale and perfectThe only part of you that you haven't touchedAnd you hear them beggingPleading to be split openAnd your head spins as you wonder how you can ignore themDay, after dayHow long are you going to be able to ignore them?Another week?Or a month?Is it possible to want to die so bad it keeps you alive?Is that what's wrong with me?That what pushes me forward is what hold me backMy death wishOn my left wristOn my right wristOn my neckAfter a year you start to wonder...How long can I keep going?
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Wrong Thoughts, Megstiel one-shot"Tell me."The silence between Dean Winchester and Castiel was broken as the hunter impatiently groaned.Castiel broke away from this thoughts and looked up at Dean. "Excuse me?" he asked."Tell what has been going on in your head. It's been driving me crazy."They had been in the motel room in Idaho since late afternoon. Sam had left to go get something to eat earlier. Dean and Castiel, both not hungry, decided to stay behind.Castiel had been acting strange lately. He was more silent, more than what he had been before. Often lost in thought, staring off into space. Something Castiel never did around Dean and Sam.Sam had dismissed it as nothing, just Castiel being Castiel, but Dean thought differently.Something was going on in Castiel's mind. He never acted like this. Ever. He used to be alert, aware of what is going on. But now, he was somewhere that is not reality.Dean was worrying. Had Castiel been harmed? Was something in his mind? He needed to know what was going on.So, after
Did You Forget?Did you forget the silk of his handsSlipping under the front of your shirt and teasing your skinAnd his lips sucking under your collarbonesLeaving sultry, purple marksYou could never forgetThe way his kiss is, rough and hardSalty and sweetThe taste of his tongue and the bulk of his shouldersBut how did I forget, something I never had?
CountlessSlowly I watch these hallways fill with peopleSo much lifeCountless storiesFearsDreamsSo many my head spinsIf not for oneYouWalking aloneFighting bravelyI see so muchBut i only notice youThe grace of your strideAnd the shuffle of your hands through your hairAll the minor details of your faceThe bring a smile to my lipsWhy you?Out of all the people I could yearn for?All the tastes and smells that I could explore, why yours?What makes you so special?So different?What is it about you that makes me crumbleFeel broken in the remains of my prideDeserted but made whole?What is it about you?That makes me no longer feel alone?