implied injury & soft trypophobia tw ----- tap. tap. tap. a rhythm drummed upon a surface, beat of the music held by absentminded motions. soft hums gracing the ears, the memory of a bittersweet melody corrupting the air and turning it into a noose of shadow that settled around her shoulders exhaustion pounding against her skull, a clock ticking in the back of her head counting down the seconds until she was free. one. two. three. discordant song spun around in her head, consuming thoughts and drawing her back into pleasant times when she'd thought that maybe things would work out for her because she was there bright blue eyes the color off the sky reddish hair that had drawn into black at the tips an infectious smile sharpened black claws comforting words desperation warm arms around her shoulders panic crimson sprayed across her face staining her hands ensnared by bushes whose multicolored flowers blotted out the blood they tore free dead eyes and disbelief and then something tearing free little more than a shadow yet bearing teeth and claws paralyzing blue eyes pinning her where she'd stood and fire burning her face away burning her spirit away burning her soul away until she was empty .. .. .. flowers crept across her skin the scent of lavender dizzying muting the raw pain of the memory .. .. .. such a disaster such a mistake such a worthless thing love was so pointless it had gotten her into this mess in the first place .. harbinger of pain how could anyone rely on it? she didn't understand anything anything in this hell ----- i got bored i drool thank you music is donuthole, cover by ouro kronii and nanashi mumei ' no matter how many times i can try , all i can remember is that face ' ' as i put the trite feelings inside first , i come to forget the warmth you gave me ' ' i can't send you off with a smile , yet i have no choice ' ' as i put the feelings i lost first , i came to forget the words you gave me ' ' the tears flow but there's nothing i can do ' ' still i feel empty , my heart is tearing itself apart ' tap. tap. tap.
