Beauty is a ghost

The price of being found, is having to be lost in the first place

Beauty is a ghost, dense in the air, clouding the mind.

It seizes control, sharp pains strike the heart flatly, til your body is hollow.

As veins pump endlessly, dripping blood from your self inflicted wounds.

Your skin and halved soul are rejecting any will to live.

Until you feel feathering touches dancing on you, dampening you with their tears.

There's a whisper in your ear from beyond

Hold on

There's a beep, then another. A room of white lights, the air is cold on your skin.

You weren't breathing, then you were. They said you were caught, just in time.

So you didn't taste the flames of hell on your skin then? Huh.

Something squeezes your hand, pinching the nerves, numbing you throughout.

You're alive, and you don't know how to feel.

You can see the sadness in their eyes, as if you're a disappointment.

Guilt is lurking in the shadows, a Grim Reaper waiting its turn.

You couldn't even do this right.

They ask you things that you can't answer, then silence weights on your chest.

Then, all at once, it's loud, so very loud. You're screaming, your mind convulsing with millions of thoughts at once.

Your best friend fell and he isn't breathing.

They tried, and tried again. He's gone, they say. Unexpected causes.

You can't breathe again. It's like the world is trying to suffocate you.

Everyone leaves and you stare at the dead body, your soul carrying you to it's counterpart.

You reach out to touch his pale skin, hoping it's not real, that this is just a nightmare,

but your eyes catch a flicker of movement.

There's a man, so translucent and shaded, floating in the corner, watching it all happen.

You see a flicker of a smile. He waves.

You blink, and he's gone.

The room is buzzing. "Thank the universe you're awake."

I hear those words like a sweet melody.

He's there, holding my hand, and not gone.

It's silent for a moment as we stare into each others eyes.

"It's okay." He whispers, and I tighten my grip.

Then, I smile.