A lump in your throat; --unable to breathe (an ache in the trache from the moment you wake) And upon your larynx, tight-squeezed is the cold hand of death choking away the word, hope as you struggle for breath
And the only way you can survive is to convince yourself that no one gives a ****
because there is a dark, ******* cloud, smothering smothering..
everything.
I like it.. I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you.. I'm not gonna crack.