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The sense of no solid ground beneath you No compass to tell you where to go All questions lead To no answers Blank stares Into dead eyes Lack-luster hair Framing a giant face Unable to catch your breath Every once of modivation Passion Energy Laying like lead in your veins Sinking lower and lower Clinging to you bones Clawing as it sinks Into your feet Cementing you to the spot But there is no ground to attach to Only the black abyss Swallowing you whole As the chill sets in You feel a far off heat Radiating comfort As if you were Sitting beside a roaring fire After staying in the cold too long The sensation of another Through all of the pain Caused by chaos
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
Chaos
The sense of no solid ground beneath you No compass to tell you where to go All questions lead To no answers Blank stares Into dead eyes Lack-luster hair Framing a giant face Unable to catch your breath Every once of modivation Passion Energy Laying like lead in your veins Sinking lower and lower Clinging to you bones Clawing as it sinks Into your feet Cementing you to the spot But there is no ground to attach to Only the black abyss Swallowing you whole As the chill sets in You feel a far off heat Radiating comfort As if you were Sitting beside a roaring fire After staying in the cold too long The sensation of another Through all of the pain Caused by chaos
That moment when there is the slightest bit of comfort from someone but you know that is the most you'll get.
water-in-my-veins
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
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