((A Snape fic.I feel insane.I thought of ))

I cant deal.I cant god,Ive reverted back to a hormone filled boy,scared of his shadow,guilty,so 's 's eyes dont twinkle.I wont hear his infernal voice teasing,annoyingly childish for a man his wont age anymore.I rock myself to not sleep,the nightmares come.I stay awake in this living no space in this of a feels from them and my they keep coming.

.Killer.

I want to hear his voice.I want to hear it!I scream until my voice is so painful to move.I want to hear him say its alright and call Poppy to fix me broken beyond repair arent I?I cant be fixed been taped and glued together so many times Im a mosaic of what I used to him I wont make sense.I cant hear.I must be deaf.I hear that good?Can I hear now?I spit out blood.I bit my lip too deep.I should get it ..no more.I cry and tears run down my dirty face,I dont bother to bathe or clean tears hit my cracked dried I can still feel.I rock myself.I cry.I scream.I skin is under my skin is still is in my blood.

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No no no.I dont want this.I dont want this!Take it back!I take it back.I mumble into my robe smells of dirt and dried should be burned,with me still wearing ,please,just let me die.

((Im not sure where that came ..this is Snape going through a hard time with Dumbledores' death.))