mountian as we fall to collide upon an icy plain death raised to threaten eachother but it is not enough ther is really no end to the pain we feel from eachother i can tell you see it too flying your colors above my head i feel there is nothing we can do but prove it to ourselves that hate will save us all. hate will save us all.
hair flying in our faces, braided into binds this flower has been tread upon once again, it’s yellow never fading but taunting regardless of the glow from us. it isn’t real, we aren’t. existance is being a dream but i see nothing but this clear image of it not being as such. i can feel it at times, almost taste it, but what is taste and feel but a dream as well. the pain, the power all consumed in one hand, one heart, one person i have blocked from me…myself. can i kill you? i believe so. and am i thinking of it?
i am just encased in a rubber bubble leaving just enough room for one 138 pound female to crouch hiding in the fetal position. YOU INHIBIT ME? maybe you will be one to die. liar
i am a shithead liar and i will move and move and move and i will never escape that which is being reminded of me. i remember you i remember you i remember this pain i remember it and i will never survive i will never survive i have felt like shit for too long i will never survive.
struggling, my arms tied.
thrashing but i am bound to this. i love, i guess just not enough…it was different then. it was no one…i don’t even remember
relax…
relax…
relax?