Delusional

copyright by Dragenruler 09

~Please Scroll down~ Hearing those faint familiar footsteps, someone's calling her in the softest breathes, but no one’s there. The same burning anguish came from time to time as she sat silently in tone. Forest green eyes were wide as she pleaded for her life, her fragile breakable life, pleading to be left alone that not of those things would get her. Fear… Anxieties keeping her at wait, making her stay in one lifetime. Soft hands crawled over her velvet skin, pitching and hitting as they went. Screams came from her dry aching throat at night as the invaded her deeply hidden lands. Her dark bloody tears came and went with ever direful night. The words that she tried to speak and the neglect with their stares who she tried to whisper the truth, they never heard nor understood the true meaning of her scorching words. Her porcelain face chained up in braids like an innocent but deadly doll. She was being haunted by something that she couldn’t name nor speak to. Dark sleepless night were held in her room, like the Cinderella at the ball but the only difference, the ball started when the moon is the highest and the starts the brightest. Soft shatters from class could be heard in her head, echoing in the eternal darkness from her reflecting spirit. She sat ghostly touching the glass brimming of water, the sweat from her creamy hands covering the three meager pills, capturing it. “Schizophrenia it’s common, so don’t distress. All you have to do is take these pills every day… You’ll have to see me every week from now on. Don’t worry; everything is going to be alright…” Lies… Because she knew she wasn’t delusional…