Slight Hallucinations

Everything about you was beautiful and carefree. Like nothing in the world mattered around you but yourself. I never understood why I thought that way when obviously everything around you hurt you. Everything must have bled out of you until there was nothing left but skin and bones that nobody could see. All anybody wanted to help you through what happened, but you wouldn't let them. I thought everything would get better with time. Never did I think that anything would get worse. All anyone wanted to do was help you through all the obvious pain that you felt.
Help and kindness must have bounced off you, nothing could really touch you. Everything and anything had to have reflected off until you grew used to not feeling anything anymore. What …show more content…
Everyone needed to find you, we were all worried and petrified that we would never find you. Slight hallucinations formed around you, filling your head when nothing was around you. All anyone could do was look, the disconsolation you showed as everyone saw you and talked. The way you looked at us like you were trying to not worry us. The few words we shared weren’t what I thought they would be as nothing around you needed to make any sense anymore as the empty and crass looks appeared on you face. The grief-stricken looks as everyone else seemed …show more content…
How everyone thought you were dreamy and wonderful, even if you didn’t feel that way, how the attention was brought to you I don’t really want to understand. The horrid reactions you showed them one day weren’t what I thought they would be, the way the nightmare you released onto them shocked me. I didn’t think you were capable of doing what you did, with the few tremors and screams they ran.
The silence that followed after suffocated and shrouded everyone, showing that everything was wrong and nothing was done. With the few things people were able to pick out weren’t what you were looking for, the screams of help that you released. Somebody should have saw. The timid reaction flowed outward from you as you slowly backed away from the situation. The fear everyone showed must have scared you more than it scared them from the way you reacted. The face you made should have shown more people that something was wrong.
From the way you were the day you ran away, I should have said something. Anything would have been better than watching you hurting without anybody to call on and help you. The way your face paled and your eyes glossed over showing the mess your head was in, even if you didn’t think it