★ {DAMION MERCURY} ★ D3 [FIN/CBD]

★ { n a m e } damion orion mercury
★ { a g e } fifteen
★ { g e n d e r } male
★ { l o c a t i o n } district three

You made a monster of me
Through all your wicked lies
Forever tortured by you
Abandoned at death's door
Until I said no more

All scars have a name, each with stories that sleep hidden beneath livid slivers of skin, agonized utterances of pain stored away under flesh mutilated by the ghosts of the past. He knows all too much of this truth, as such torturous whispers have scrawled themselves across the paper-thin canvas of his skin for as long as he can remember, countless silvery streaks criss-crossing along the sallow expanses of his arms and turning his body into a tragic storybook of scars.

The jagged streaks along his wrists and the darkened bags beneath his eyes tell a tale of a boy who can’t remember his father’s face, but still hears his voice slithering through his innermost thoughts, a demon that seizes his mind and forces his weak and weary limbs to do horrible, unforgivable things. They speak of countless hours spent locked away in the darkened corners of his bedroom where not even the flickering warmth of the candlelight can reach his broken glass-gray eyes and the bleached-blonde whiteness of his sweat-dampened hair, a blade glinting crimson between his fingers, a child trying to rid himself of his monster as he mutters cleansing words recited from the bible at his feet.

The bruises and scratches that pattern his skin sing of a boy who can’t resist the temptation, the need to give in to his demon’s commands and let it consume him. A young man who does as it tells him, sneaking away in the night and under the Peacekeeper’s noses to perform acts that even his crazed mother would find horrific. She doesn’t know – none of his siblings know – that all the stolen items, each rotting carcass of the neighborhood animals stuffed beneath the basement’s floorboards, are the acts of a child bargaining with the devil.

Think over all of the shit in your mind
Think over and come to grip with it
Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind
All said

★ { o t h e r } ★

★ { f a c e } philip ellis
★ { p l o t s } chelsey's mercury family plot
★ { s o n g } monster by disturbed
★ { c o d e } oDair