Monday, 12 April 2010

i write my feelings

Its like when you try to inhale, but the air in your throat catches and you can only swallow slow and shallow breaths. You're sitting and gasping for something, anything to stop that feeling of drowning on land.
There are people all around that could help you; but they dont.
Partly because you dont say anything and partly because for some twisted reason you take sick pleasure in your own agony. You like it.
You feel enlightened, so, instead, close your eyes, count to ten; You only get to three before you realise, you're alone. Totally alone.

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