My heart is heavy and it’s weighing on my soul, which is screaming, getting out of control, and now I am bleeding. I am no longer full, as my heart is reeling because I feel nothing at all.
My heart has turned catatonic. I’m ready to explode. All it takes is one good touch and I’m ready to implode, but I won’t admit it untill I have given up my all.
And she is spiraling faster and faster and the longer it lasts the more she knows she’s falling down and the less she can do to stop it- -the less I can do to stop it.