Jul 2015
It burns my lungs as it goes down.
breathe in
Living in sweet denial is just that: sweet.
But every dream,
No matter how sweet,
Must come to its inevitable demise.
exhale
God, but it burns.
Wake up
Wake up!
It's over.
Your dream is dead.
breathe in
Living in sweet denial is just that: sweet.
But every dream,
No matter how sweet,
Must come to its inevitable demise.
exhale
God, but it burns.
Wake up
Wake up!
It's over.
Your dream is dead.
Nonsensical, but that's how I'm feeling right now. Nonsensical, and a little help/hopeless.
