Baby I'll Be Your Frankenstine

Why will they not let me out!?

I want out...OUT!

This is poisoning me. I will die here. In this bed. Dead. Gone. NO more.

"Gerard?" I hear Deniese.

"Hmm?"

"I brought you something to listen to, it gets pretty boring here,' she grins.

"Thanks."

She hands me a bright pink laptop.

"Oh dear God, why did you choose pink?!" I look disgusted.

She giggles.

"Stupid, ignore the color, just listen to this one song."

"Why?"

:"Its punk music, you said you liked the Misfits, right?"

"Yeah."

I open up iTunes and click on a song called "Slow Burn".

"It begins with a dark glowing ember
something black burning its way out of me
searing the flesh
pain is the only thing i feel
scars all i see
oh no the fires burning my insides again
what can i do to silence my desire tonight
flames consuming reason
Leaving only ashes left
you will catch me regretting my decision

I can't keep telling myself what i want to hear
I can't just close my eyes

i know that
its killing me
and its poisoning the best in me
what i see i don't want to believe
so let me tell you more
about the lies i lead

that is how i chose to douse the flames in gasoline
broken teeth replace the blackout memories in my head
wreckage from the past haunts me, shakes me to the bone
i know it's over but i can't go home tonight
but after this i feel as empty as the night before
feel the pain and yet I'm still begging for more
masochistic nihilistic urging backward thought
my life's a mess and i can't find a way to fix it

I can't keep telling myself what i want to hear
I can't just close my eyes

its killing me
and its poisoning the best in me
what i see i don't want to believe
so let me tell you more
about the lie i lead

Calling calling out
the darkest reaches of my soul are riddled with self doubt
crawling crawling out
my will to fight will more than suffice
when others would lay down
it's only as dark as you make it

its killing me
and its poisoning the best in me
what i see i don't want to believe
so let me tell you more
about the lie i lead'

I look at the screen when it finishes. this song completes me. It tells my life story.

"Deniese, this song...it's, my..life," I whisper.

"Really?" She looks shocked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure if you know, but...my life is pretty bad, this has to be at least the 4th time in the hospital this year," I say.

"Why?" She looks shocked again.

"I'm...uh, I'm an alcoholic, and a druggie.." I trail off.

"The only people who know are my mom, my sisters, my brother, and my amazing boyfriend, Frankie."

Tears prickle at my eyes.

"I..I miss Frankie," I whisper.

She wraps her arms around me.

"I'm sorry, it must be hard to have him at school while you lie here, day after day," She whispers.

"But, I'm not dying!" I protest.

"You could, alcohol has already claimed some of your brain cells."

I feel dizzy as the medicine pumps through my veins. I close my eyes and bury my head in the fluffy pillows.

'I don't wanna be here," I mumble.

"I'll see if this Frankie guy can come over tomorrow and visit you," She grins.

"Really?!" I perk up.

"Sure, but first sleep like a good boy, then Frankie might he able to come," She says.

"Thank you."

I let the drugs engulf my body, and fall asleep on the covers.