Making It Through The Night

The phone vibrates and slowly I turn my head. The giraffe pillow pet is soaked with tears. No one knows what it feels like to be me. Turning into a monster and fighting not to be, but in the end no matter what the monster controls me. Slowly I open my phone to see what else the world would like to hit me with.

I have the answer to what you are going through. We have it again. I know how much you liked it before, it will help you feel so much better. I won't even make you pay, we are cooking right now. Just come over here and we will help you get your head all cleared out.

I had been free from that spell, that horrifying poison. For a few days more than two months. Something in me was crying out for help. If I don't do something soon, the people who care about me, will see me die. They want me to make it through tonight. They also knew how long it took me to leave what was making me a monster. They had all hurt me though, they didn't care now and never did before. 

I took off and got out of my house. Everything was just how I remembered and just as aluring. It pulled me in with the smell as I began to walk in the back door. Every inch in my brain was screaming no, but every shattered piece in my heart sobbed for the hurt to disappear. So began the passing circle.

For two hours we sat there each taking are turn with poison, each inhale closer to our death. It didn't matter though. It was saving me. It was taking me out of the hell hole and pulling me back to the times when I didn't have pain because nothing was real. Everything was just a story and just a day. Now I felt as though no matter what I will make it. It was all thanks to this.

My heart must have been fixed in this event, for it was racing. Time was nothing to me, and sleep didn't matter. Nothing mattered but the next inhale. Thoughts ran through my mind. It did still hurt to just prove her right in the end, but she isn't really anyone important. Her thoughts do not matter. She is nothing compared to me. 

With everything shrugged off from my shoulders I smiled. As I began to leave the old me stepped back into my body. Everything that was worked so hard for was now gone, but we are all just a story and I don't care if I make mine rated R. 

Slipping back into the house was easy, and no one caught me. Just another little lesson I had learned from Micheal. I sat there until the sun rose, just thinking and thinking. My mind was so intellegent from what I had done. It gave me strength, and everything else I needed that I lack. 

Then came the time to go to school. No one noticed how my body was shaking. No one noticed how I wasn't myself. It all went by fine until the end of the day. I saw the most weirdest thing in the world. I saw a spirit leave someone everyone hates, only while he was angry though. Once he was not being an a*****e his spirit came back. 

I wonder where oh where is my spirit at.