OS: Creep

So this is the first time I am actually writing an os. I was listening to the song creep by radiohead and rudra's feelings today gelled so well with this song that i thought of writing this small os..Hope you guys dont find it like really really bad 😳

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

He watched the pale moonlight dance on her porcelain skin casting shadows as she slept. Those doe like inquisitive eyes that always seemed to look into his barren soul were closed. Her chest rose and fell slowly in rhythm with her heart beat. Her mouth relaxed, almost into a smile. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen , oh he had seen and been with many pretty faces but they were just that, pretty, but not beautiful just not that. It was madness an injustice for this beauty, this innocence to have to live in this brutal world. An angel amongst the vicious beasts...

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

Beasts like him. People so damaged so bruised by the jarring realities of this world that had turned them into monsters.. A monster that was what he was, an unfeeling savage, an excutioner with a dead frozen heart, But even with a frosted heart he possessed, he did feel one thing, that he didn't belong, he didnt belong with her, that she deseved better much better than a creep...

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

But tonight he wished, wished to the God who had sent her to him, a dove to a barbarian, to make that ice melt even if a little, so that his heart could beat, so that he could feel that organ pump a little warmth into his body, into his soul. Oh how he wished!, to be better, to not be a monster, to be someting anything than a beast, a killer, for her just for her...

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
But who was he kidding..Didnt he know that God didnt listen, had stopped listening to him 20 yrs ago, He hadn't listened when he begged for his mother why would He listen when he begged for her?..He would live and die with this ache, this ache of having her "just" within his reach but not within his reach, of "almost" loving her but not loving her, of "almost" being a human but not a human, this pain of being a creep...

Powerful emotions nicely written in words !!!
Loved it
Do write more :)

Very apt!! Those lyrics certainly relate to Rudra.

Amazing os.

very sad OS; totally get Rudra's feelings..