... I can feel pieces of lungmeat rattling around loose.
think i'm ready to die hey
no loss. i've kind of wasted this life anyway. ninteen years of oxygen consumed, and what do I have to show for it? apparently I'm losing my mind according to those around me.
I don't think I'm so much losing my mind as the real world is losing it's grip on me
the ground falls away
replaced with blackness that creeps up my boots
and tugs at my laces
notsomuch swallowing or sinking as simply... reclaiming
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Hang in there man... You'll find situations like these soon show a brighter end...
What you doing these days man? Should catch up sometime. Send us a message if your interested
Hmm...
And a man of your worth, leaving the world so soon?
STOP SMOKING.
IS BAD.
Oh, and, you do indeed have something to show for it. You write A LOT.
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