donnie darko, 2001
Like a beast crawling in the pits of my stomach, I am what you would never notice twice, and you are the gift lion that I dare not look into. Am I to find a black, bottomless hole where I will fall endlessly? Forever, I feel the pain, slowly scraping away with a sadistic desire to make me feel each growling stretch as the pain rips my womb open. The hysteria is set loose, but I'll keep these emotions hidden just as you wish, when I'm around you. I won't be able to bear the fear on your face, even if this heart is killing me with a slow suffocational suicide. I want to leave you, but that's such a tragic ending. And if I stay, I will be forgotten. Death is the only answer, and maybe, at least, I can die beautifully. So I trap my heart in the attic, trap it underneath the wooden floorboards, as I watch you love another.
