Give Em Hell Kid
I'm a Fake
"Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife. "
"If only he knew how much that knife helped me" Frank whispered to himself, nursing his water and staring at the man singing. He scanned the venue a few times to see if he saw anyone he knew. Across the room, he noticed the Way brothers. He wasn't sure how he knew them, he just did. He made eye contact with Gerard and started blushing. He turned around, blushing, and began drinking his water again. Instinctively he pulled down his sleeves covering more of his hands. He rarely cut his wrists but he had a few scars he didn't want anyone seeing.
Gerard felt someone staring at him. He turned and made contact with the Iero kid. Punk music concerts in their area tended to have the same group of people attending. Especially at this venue. Bert McCracken was the lead singer the band playing right now and Gerard was only here to support his friend and learn how to control the crowd. Gerard's goal was to be a lead singer of a band, music made him happy, just like cutting used to.
Gerard continued to stare at Frank and noticed when Frank instinctively pulled his sleeves down. He knew that move all too well. Gerard got up to walk and invite Frank to sit with him and his brother when one of the most played songs by The Used came on.
" It's our time to shine through the down
Glorified by what is ours
We've fallen in love
We've fallen in love
It was the best idea I ever had
Today I fell and felt better
Just knowing this matters
I just feel stronger and sharper
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful"
People began screaming and jumping around, Gerard lost line of sight on Frank and sighed. He went to the bar to get himself a soda and glanced around. Finding him, Gerard walked over and sat beside him. "Hey" Gerard whispered into Frank's ear. Frank felt a shiver go down his back and faced Gerard. "Hey Gee", Frank had always liked calling Gerard by that nickname since they met. It fit him better. Gerard motioned for Frank to follow him back to the table as the end of the song played.
" Today I fell and felt better
Just knowing this matters
I just feel stronger and sharper
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing "
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife. "
"If only he knew how much that knife helped me" Frank whispered to himself, nursing his water and staring at the man singing. He scanned the venue a few times to see if he saw anyone he knew. Across the room, he noticed the Way brothers. He wasn't sure how he knew them, he just did. He made eye contact with Gerard and started blushing. He turned around, blushing, and began drinking his water again. Instinctively he pulled down his sleeves covering more of his hands. He rarely cut his wrists but he had a few scars he didn't want anyone seeing.
Gerard felt someone staring at him. He turned and made contact with the Iero kid. Punk music concerts in their area tended to have the same group of people attending. Especially at this venue. Bert McCracken was the lead singer the band playing right now and Gerard was only here to support his friend and learn how to control the crowd. Gerard's goal was to be a lead singer of a band, music made him happy, just like cutting used to.
Gerard continued to stare at Frank and noticed when Frank instinctively pulled his sleeves down. He knew that move all too well. Gerard got up to walk and invite Frank to sit with him and his brother when one of the most played songs by The Used came on.
" It's our time to shine through the down
Glorified by what is ours
We've fallen in love
We've fallen in love
It was the best idea I ever had
Today I fell and felt better
Just knowing this matters
I just feel stronger and sharper
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful"
People began screaming and jumping around, Gerard lost line of sight on Frank and sighed. He went to the bar to get himself a soda and glanced around. Finding him, Gerard walked over and sat beside him. "Hey" Gerard whispered into Frank's ear. Frank felt a shiver go down his back and faced Gerard. "Hey Gee", Frank had always liked calling Gerard by that nickname since they met. It fit him better. Gerard motioned for Frank to follow him back to the table as the end of the song played.
" Today I fell and felt better
Just knowing this matters
I just feel stronger and sharper
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing
Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful thing "
Notes
FIRST STORY..... Ekkkkk. Scared. Tell me what you think. Thankkssss :D <3
