you will never be forgotten.
ever.
your name twisted into metaphors and colors and distractions will forever
be painted across pages and pages of her favorite brand of notebook,
no matter how many she burns
there will always be one she forgot,
and she will only find it once she had almost forgotten you.
she will find the one Papyrus notebook
and all of your metaphors and colors and disractions will come flooding back,
just like how the ocean in your eyes
flooded her heart all those years ago.

I watch the blood flow
But it's not nearly enough
I feel the walls closing in
I need something more
I'm hyperventilating
Gasping for air
If I can just remember to
breathe                                                         ­                     
breathe                          
breathe
Clutching my chest
Heart beats erratic
There has to be something more
More than
Sadness                                    
Pain
Disappointment
The walls are crushing me
And my resolve is crumbling
I don't know how much longer I'll last

Don't let your reality crumble
while you have your head in the clouds.