January 2012
1 post
You feel your knees give out, you feel yourself fall, what are you crying about? You’re trapped you feel so small, the thoughts start to cloud in, your friends start to fade and you wonder where they went, its a mysterious person in your skin, the walls move forward, the lights grow dim, It’s pouring down down rain, your pillow is soaked in shame. This is the sound of the world coming down on...