30/M/lancashire If it sounds insane, it probably is. Abstract writing. Maniacal thoughts. Read between the lines, dance along the lines, snort the lines if you want I really don't care. 33 followers / 10.0k words
Here I am Drowning in this familiar dirt puddle. That stretches for miles. The rubber ring bobs by Leaving it's crystal temptation trail It's life saving trail. And so I grab it And float For a while longer.
Hard nails. Soft socks. Feet try hard to feel soft. Smiles in leather. Chamois shine. Wind dancing through silken robes. Murderer prancing in in the wind. Smash the glass. Break the screen. The world turns from lava to rock.