her world was a mess so she lost herself in a wonderland of madness
but oh the madness was a beautiful thing
and it did little but turn her completely and utterly insane
until neither she nor anyone else could tell what she truly was anymore
and that was when they realised that the darkness had swallowed her up in one gigantic bite
and now it was slowly feeding off her soul and eating off her pain
until one day
the darkness consumed her entirely and the little girl was gone
all that was left was a pile of bones upon the floor
and insane thoughts that flew around the room and tried to get out like caged birds
thoughts that infected any living sound that came near them
and that is how the world slowly turned insane
bit by bit
piece by piece*
[i.k]

your bones aching, fragile, breakable. awkward, not so gentle reminders that your body has no time for you, that your body didn't ask for you. you, the pathetic, moronic ghost that hides in the shadows of houses, who pretends to be someone completely impossible while expecting people to believe the pretenses you shove towards them, are utterly insane, yet blissfully unaware of the insanity. and it is beautiful, in a way beyond imagination, yet not a single soul understands the pain and sheer terror that once racked through you as you drowned in icy thoughts*
[i.k]