Did You Come To Stare Or Wash Away The Blood?
But Does Anyone Notice? But Does Anyone Care?
My Chemical Romance- Early Sunsets Over Monroevile
Chapter 2- But Does Anyone Notice? But Does Anyone Care?
Traffic, if there's one sound I can't stand it's traffic. The sound of cars speeding past not caring what is going on outside their little metal box, not caring if they hit an innocent woman walking down the street. Not caring if she had a five year old daughter that needed and loved her.
I knew my iPod battery wasn't going to last long but I turned my music up anyway, anything to block out that noise. To forget about the bastard who murdered my mother. I crossed the street and walked further into the city, leaving my old life behind. I was no longer Elena Knight the poor kid who lost her mother and never got over it. I was Elena Knight the teenager who fended for herself and didn't give a shit what people thought.
The sun dropped below the city skyline and the night world came out to play. Street lights flickered on and people went into their warm and loving homes shut off from reality and what really happened when they slept. I couldn't stay out in the open, a talk skinny girl carrying a bass guitar alone in the dark is an open target, but I didn't want to go down the side streets. That is where my worst nightmares lurked, searching for any poor soul the fell upon. I wasn't going to become another corpse in the city of the damned, a lost soul wondering around the city of the dead.
Bridges, that's where people who had no where to go normally slept isn't it? I mean in books and movies there is always a group of people sleeping under a bridge, laying on cardboard. I started walking to a place I knew well; I had stood on the edge of that bridge preparing to jump so many times and I would have done if it wasn't for Ma-
"ELENA! Elena why did you leave?" A hand firmly gripped my shoulder and I turned to face them.
"I had to Matt, I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't put up with them," I stared into his pale blue eyes and felt my heart flutter. Matt was one of the few things that had kept me stable for so long, but something had changed within him over the days before.
"What about me, why are you leaving me?" He pushes my brown hair behind my ear and smiled.
"The hardest part of this is leaving you Matt, but I can't cope with all the shit anymore," I sighed and moved away from him. "You could come with me," I say hopefully.
"I'm not going to give up Elena, you can live your life running from all your problems but I can't do that. I'll see you around," He kissed my forehead and walked back towards the place I used to call home.
A tear rolled down my cheek and before I knew it I was sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't go any further. I slipped into the nearby alleys and curled into a ball. My head was laying on my bass and I wrapped myself up in my army jacket. It wasn't much but it was the best I had. I sang myself to sleep as the nightlife walked on past in the well lit main streets.
Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favourite scenes
Their holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen
And the whole time while always giving
Counting your face amongst the living.
Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains.
Running away and hiding with you,
I never thought they'd get me here.
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite,
I fought them off just to hold you close and tight.
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But would anything matter, if you're already dead?
And well should I be shocked now, by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Eyes vacant and stained...
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone ca-
My eyes became heavy and the warmth of sleep overcame me. I dreamt of a better life, where my mum was still alive and my father had never left. We were happy, we were together.
Chapter 2- But Does Anyone Notice? But Does Anyone Care?
Traffic, if there's one sound I can't stand it's traffic. The sound of cars speeding past not caring what is going on outside their little metal box, not caring if they hit an innocent woman walking down the street. Not caring if she had a five year old daughter that needed and loved her.
I knew my iPod battery wasn't going to last long but I turned my music up anyway, anything to block out that noise. To forget about the bastard who murdered my mother. I crossed the street and walked further into the city, leaving my old life behind. I was no longer Elena Knight the poor kid who lost her mother and never got over it. I was Elena Knight the teenager who fended for herself and didn't give a shit what people thought.
The sun dropped below the city skyline and the night world came out to play. Street lights flickered on and people went into their warm and loving homes shut off from reality and what really happened when they slept. I couldn't stay out in the open, a talk skinny girl carrying a bass guitar alone in the dark is an open target, but I didn't want to go down the side streets. That is where my worst nightmares lurked, searching for any poor soul the fell upon. I wasn't going to become another corpse in the city of the damned, a lost soul wondering around the city of the dead.
Bridges, that's where people who had no where to go normally slept isn't it? I mean in books and movies there is always a group of people sleeping under a bridge, laying on cardboard. I started walking to a place I knew well; I had stood on the edge of that bridge preparing to jump so many times and I would have done if it wasn't for Ma-
"ELENA! Elena why did you leave?" A hand firmly gripped my shoulder and I turned to face them.
"I had to Matt, I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't put up with them," I stared into his pale blue eyes and felt my heart flutter. Matt was one of the few things that had kept me stable for so long, but something had changed within him over the days before.
"What about me, why are you leaving me?" He pushes my brown hair behind my ear and smiled.
"The hardest part of this is leaving you Matt, but I can't cope with all the shit anymore," I sighed and moved away from him. "You could come with me," I say hopefully.
"I'm not going to give up Elena, you can live your life running from all your problems but I can't do that. I'll see you around," He kissed my forehead and walked back towards the place I used to call home.
A tear rolled down my cheek and before I knew it I was sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't go any further. I slipped into the nearby alleys and curled into a ball. My head was laying on my bass and I wrapped myself up in my army jacket. It wasn't much but it was the best I had. I sang myself to sleep as the nightlife walked on past in the well lit main streets.
Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favourite scenes
Their holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen
And the whole time while always giving
Counting your face amongst the living.
Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains.
Running away and hiding with you,
I never thought they'd get me here.
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite,
I fought them off just to hold you close and tight.
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But would anything matter, if you're already dead?
And well should I be shocked now, by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Eyes vacant and stained...
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone ca-
My eyes became heavy and the warmth of sleep overcame me. I dreamt of a better life, where my mum was still alive and my father had never left. We were happy, we were together.
