there are parts of me that are unseen... like my heart, that hairline of a fracture.. that slowly makes me close up.. scared as i bottle myself up.. a message in a bottle, lost at sea.. the waves are the things that pull me under.. and carry me away from anything that i find happiness in... a dark abyss.. slowly losing myself.. within myself.. not realizing i'm pulling away from the brightness.. all i see it as is brightness in the dark.... the light seems so far.. like if it were a million light years away... as the walls of your mind close in on you.. crushing you inside out.. just to prove that you are crumbling.. fading... like coloration, a stain... feeling as if you're fading but stayed... a sight for sore eyes.. and a broken heart upon mending.. while i sit here descending..
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
there are parts of me that are unseen... like my heart, that hairline of a fracture.. that slowly makes me close up.. scared as i bottle myself up.. a message in a bottle, lost at sea.. the waves are the things that pull me under.. and carry me away from anything that i find happiness in... a dark abyss.. slowly losing myself.. within myself.. not realizing i'm pulling away from the brightness.. all i see it as is brightness in the dark.... the light seems so far.. like if it were a million light years away... as the walls of your mind close in on you.. crushing you inside out.. just to prove that you are crumbling.. fading... like coloration, a stain... feeling as if you're fading but stayed... a sight for sore eyes.. and a broken heart upon mending.. while i sit here descending..
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