Soaking in the calvery hills,
I am pressed againts..

bearing the gethsemene of my heart

.... he surrounds me

that dévil..
I know where it leads me
Drowned in chest below
and head

[useless]

and weary above water

...I feel nothing

Piering my eyes across the surface of the water
dark walls play an abstract to my empty dreams
left me optionless but I am not dying

...Not just yet

...But I am already gone

I have seeped my veins
I have wept the countless moons
But it wont end my fears

...it's cold in here

But I am still numb
Reaching deep on the inside not
to find anything emotional
I just want... life

...to never end
in the ones I love so much
more than I am supposed
to have loved myself.

(CRITICAL INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
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