"it doesn't go away."
"thats understandable."
"yeah, dont listen to that crap."
your words they filter through.
just add a little fuel to the fire.
keep throwing it on.
let it burn.
let the flames take you in.
staring into nothing.
not present in time.
your palms are shaking now.
your body feels weak.
it is you.
only you.
the space is getting smaller.
pressing on your lungs.
conflicting your throat.
you have to let it out.
your only chance of survival.
when its over.
i dont want you to be happy.
i lost it.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
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