last of the year.

i dont feel anything. except for the pressure of trying to feel something.
of taking deep breaths.

this isn't going to stop on its own.
i cant do it on my own.
i know i need god. but i cant get back to him on my own either.

i dont know what you want from me
or why you pop in and out.
you hurt me you know?
so i just cant see why id want to do that..

i can feel my neck. and how it hurts.
i can feel my jaw. it feels heavy. its been clenched for some time.
later is a new year. tomorrow will mark one of 365.

come back.