TW: suicide, death and alcohol abuse
Italics is the guilt talking
Regular font is Tom.
Song lyrics are also in italics Before each time.
Here I am waking up.
3:00 p.m.
Two weeks after the incident.
Shit. My head hurts like a bitch.
Maybe because you drunk a shit ton last night dumbass.
Yes of course I did.
Why did I have to wake up?
I saw her we talked, she told me it wasn't my fault.
But it was my fault.
If I could dream long enough, you'd tell me I'd be just fine.
I'll be just fine.
2:48 a.m.
Two days later.
I can't sleep.
Fuck, I need her.
Why did I have to be so stupid?
I need help.
No.
I don't need help I'll be fine.
Just a stupid girl.
Right?
No, of course she's not.
I love her.
So I drown it out like I always do.
4:36 a.m
Two hours later.
I feel sick.
I think I'm gonna pass out.
God why did I drink so much.
So you could sleep.
To be with her.
Right that's why.
She hates me.
It's my fault she's gone.
I was stupid.
I put my power before her.
Stupid.
And I chase it down.
With a shot of truth.
5:55 a.m.
A little over an hour later.
Fuck it's my fault.
I did this.
I can't feel bad it's my fault.
God damn you're a mess.
You shouldn't be.
You're right it's your fault you stupid fuck.
You can't feel sad or mad.
It was you.
Yes, I deserve this pain all of it.
I don't deserve to sleep.
I see her when I sleep.
You don't deserve too see her.
Cleaning up today.
Found that old zepplin shirt
You wore when you ran away.
12:00 p.m.
Three days later.
I'm so tired.
You don't deserve to be tired.
I haven't slept in three days.
I don't deserve it.
Pick up those damn bottles everywhere.
Shit.
Her shirt.
Not again.
I can't feel sad.
You don't deserve it.
No no no.
We're too young, too dumb
to know things like love.
6:17 p.m.
A few hours later.
Crying.
I never cry.
You're weak.
You don't deserve to cry.
She's the one who suffered.
So why are you crying?
I lost her.
My love, my life, the breath I breathe.
How could I let this happen?
I swore I would protect her.
You promised her you would.
And you fucking failed.
Pathetic.
Useless.
Disappointment.
Unlovable.
Piece of shit.
That's all you are.
The all powerful Tom riddle.
And yet you couldn't even protect your love.
You disgust me.
I shouldn't have been able to love.
She broke that.
Her.
So I drown it out.
7:20 p.m.
1 hour later.
I'm drunk again.
Don't look in the mirror.
You'll disgust yourself.
Mercy I look awful.
Yeah you're shitface drunk.
Dancing through our house.
7:50 p.m.
30 minutes later.
Her song for us.
It was beautiful.
And you decide to dance to it?
Like you used to do with her.
Wow.
Shut up.
She would love this.
With the ghost of you.
And I chase it down.
With a shot of truth.
7:59 p.m.
9 minutes later.
I can't do this.
I need her.
I want her.
I can't handle this.
Fuck the power.
All I want is her.
You think you deserve her.
You deserve to die.
And rot in hell.
She suffered and you can't handle it?
That my feet don't dance
Like they did with you.
8:05 p.m.
6 minutes later.
And he finally dug a blade deep into his wrist.
It took so much yelling.
And bashing.
But finally he'll suffer.
Like she did.
He deserves it.
This is all he deserves.
Death by his own hand.
Just like her.
She killed herself.
To save him.
She jumped in front of him.
And now he falls to the floor.
In a puddle of his own blood.
Finally.
Dead.
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This one made me cry. But uh yeah anyways. Hope you enjoyed 🤍
