I didn't know anymore.

What was right,
What was wrong,
What was happiness,
I didn't know anymore.

Life never made sense.
Not to me.
Not to anyone.
But really, it was getting damn hard to pretend like everything was o-k-a-y.

But what was wrong?

I didn't know.

A sudden scr-eec-ch
A startled s c r e a m
Horrified looks.

Before I knew,
I was standing among the crowd surrounding the bloody woman.

But everything stopped when I saw
that familiar
        face.

Everything became suffocating.
Everything became colourless.
Why was my heart hurting?
Just take the pain away.

Everything was grey.
And in the blankness,
one face stared back.

A r t i s  H a r t.

a/n., ethan's pov of the first chapter. thoughts? to me, ethan was a ball of sunshine. but it's hard to write him with a tinge of warmth. he's starting to sound like my other depressed characters lol.