all flesh and blood and no skeleton

custom-kitchen-deliverayayays:

Because you’re lonely in your nightmare, let me in.

hiding in my dirty bedroom with my duran duran posters lining the walls, their edges tattered from the dogs’ nails, listening to this on cassette on my walkman, headphones partially blocking out my mother’s screaming from the other room, fighting with the urge to slit my wrists just because i was numb enough to do it without it hurting, and instead i listened to simon and imagined he was singing to me, and it was that fantasy i escaped to instead of the drugs that were ever present in our family home, it was his voice and words that i held onto, and that’s what helped me get to the other side.

and then years later, when i was safe, he sang again for me “i’m never going back there, i’m never going back there again, i’ll burn the place to the ground, i’m never going back there again”.