AUTHOR'S FIRST NOTE

I really liked the last fanfiction I published which was in poetry form. First, it went much quicker than usual for me to write it and second, I found it much easier to write from Sherlock's point of view in that way. It's a little bit more forgiving, so to say. As it's also a perfect form to write angst in, I'm continuing on that. So what is the most angsty scene in the whole show? Well, by far the morgue scene and the end of The Lying Detective I would say. This is the scene, and some missing pieces in between the following ones, written from Sherlock's point of view, reflecting on his feelings and memories. Written as needy, desperate and frightened, which I truly think he was at that moment because of the drugs and what had happened before it. All and all, a broken man. I will publish this in many chapters because I just started writing so many of these paragraphs. Johnlock if you squint. Content warnings for graphic violence, disturbing imagery, drug use and occasional death wish. Angst, just the way we like it!

Feel free to cry. Here we go...

COUNSIOUSNESS

1.

You are trapped in chaos
What does it all really mean?
What is happening, what is real?
Is nothing what you think you've seen?

The daughter, she looks different
The killer is laughing amused
His chuckles echoes in your head
The famous man you've publicly accused

You review the facts over and over
Trying to figure out what went wrong
How could you not see the difference?
Have you been high for just too long?

No, it can't be a mistake!
What was it that you had planned?
Why do they stare at you and not at him?
How did the scalpel get into your hand?

The chuckles roars loudly
You can't, just can't let the killer go free
Screaming at the top of your lungs
"Stop laughing... STOP LAUGHING AT ME!"

John Watson seizes your coat
You've crossed a line he can't allow
Throws you violently against the hard steel
"Stop it! Stop it now!"

His voice freezes you in an instant
He has said these words before
On the roof when he begged you to live
Their sound still shakes your very core

Six years, so many memories
All the things you've been through
Does he know you always faced them together?
Even when he actually wasn't there with you?

He slaps you, slaps you hard
His face is the only thing you can see
"What are you doing?! Wake up!"
John, why aren't you listening to me?

The first hit brings you to the ground
The second with the same aim
It's the third which breaks your nose
"Is this a bloody game?!"

Fists turn into kicks
One quickly followed by another
Finally the whimpers have to escape you
Remember when we only had each other?

AUTHOR'S SECOND NOTE

Yeah... I'm going to be absolutely destroyed when I'm done with this one... Please Follow & Favourite, because there will be more coming out soon. Also, please comment because it really makes my life so much more interesting to hear what you think about my work!

Thank you!