It Will Happen

[jennaxxxmcdonald]

Again she comes.

Comes with her friend.

The one known so well.

The feel.

The texture.

The blood stains.

She knows.

She doesn't want this.

But she needs this.

Too much.

Too much she says.

But not enough.

Never enough.

Again.

Again.

Up,

Down,

Sideways,

Every way.

Show me a way to trace the path you take.

To show them,

To show them all.

She wants to tell them.

How weak she is.

How she can't face one single thing alone.

How she always confides in me.

Wishes she could stop,

But she can't.

She's hooked.

I'm like a drug.

I make it all better.

Although if she were to tell

There goes everything.

Any chance of happiness.

That genuine smile she wears occasionally.

Her life.

Poof, gone.

So she keeps it a secret.

Duct tapes her mouth shut.

Keeps her screams silent so they only ring in her ears.

No wants to hear her patheticness.

Just me.

It's always been me..