May 2018
i look down to a knife plunged in my chest
my heart lays elsewhere
wrung out and lifeless.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when there were never lungs to support me.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when i'm burning on the inside out.
- a.g.
my heart lays elsewhere
wrung out and lifeless.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when there were never lungs to support me.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when i'm burning on the inside out.
- a.g.
this can be interpreted in many different ways. you can look at it like the aftermath of a death of a loved one, or dealing with school and homework and basically life on top of everything. it's a little gory if you think about it for too long, so sorry in advance for any vivid images :/ please leave a comment about your thoughts :) they are very appreciated
