𝗂. 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 . 𝖻𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎

004.

his mind wanted to stay in hopes of a better mindset, but his body was too tired and frail to last. everything was so dead in his eyes every time he looked in a mirror.

a lonely boy with a pathetic life and a numbed heart, standing in the middle of the storm, mind as grey as the clouds. he knew it was a few hours till he was gone.

an almost sick, twisted kind of anticipation grew in his chest, hoping the time he died came sooner — a wish to see his body bent the wrong way, unrecognisably hurt.