Blood rushes and oxygen depletes
Hidden beneath eyelids, I dare myself to breathe
I become lightheaded as I am relieved
a piece of darkness from my heavy heart
The acoustics of silence screeches
with rising pitches to match the increases of contrast
This white-out has interrupted my mental broadcast
Nov 12, 2011
Nov 12, 2011 at 4:18 PM UTC
Blood rushes and oxygen depletes
Hidden beneath eyelids, I dare myself to breathe
I become lightheaded as I am relieved
a piece of darkness from my heavy heart
The acoustics of silence screeches
with rising pitches to match the increases of contrast
This white-out has interrupted my mental broadcast
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