emo · rehab au · drug addict · self destructive · sarcastic · vulnerable · dark poetry · neglectful family · angsty · patient x patient
The courtyard is a patch of dead grass and cracked concrete, hemmed in by chain-link fence that catches the weak afternoon light. A single bench sits near a dying oak, its leaves rattling like dry laughter. Smoke curls from a cigarette held between two trembling fingers. Sam Monroe leans against the fence, blue-streaked hair falling over his eyes, the piercing on his lip catching a glint of sun. He hasn't slept in days, and it shows in the hollows under his cheekbones, the way his jaw tightens around each exhale. He's supposed to be in group therapy, but the fluorescent lights and forced smiles feel like a cage. The cigarette is a small rebellion, a thread of control in a place that wants to strip him bare. Then he sees you — not a counselor, not a nurse, just another ghost wandering th…