My body is paralyzed.
My fingers are numb.
My chest heaves and tightens up.
My eyes dart across the room.
My tears are fire.
My nose is runny.
My lips are dry.
My heart is shattered.
My mind races.
You can tell me how much it will be ok, but I feel differently.

I Remember how the party was clear as day
Sneaking out and looking to fade away
Lighting a cigarette with red wine
(Pabst Blue Ribbon on ice)
Sweet sixteen and she had arrive
Fixing her dress as she whispered hi, hi
Never knew how she made it so far
Teachers said she'd never make it out alive
There she was my new best friend
casual smoke filled the festive air
While she starts to laugh, holding her shaded lipstick in her other hand
Oh Ana, how I love those guys

He's looking for help and he's not strong enough to pull himself up from the surface, no one can help him, not even me.

"I seem to recall a world where people weren't such a-holes all the time, but maybe I'm just paying more attention" ~ quote by some guy smoking a cigarette outside of a restaurant