Sitting, staring at the wall
days go by,
minutes fly
but still this memory
plays over and over in my head
making my heart beat faster
and my throat close up
My hands start to sweat
and my eyes flutter closed
my breathing picks up
and i scream
Scream from the pain
scream to forget
I pull at my hair and
punch the wall
Until i just stop
So tired from the effort and the tears
I slowly lay my head
on the pillow and
fall into a fitful sleep
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 8:35 AM UTC
Sitting, staring at the wall
days go by,
minutes fly
but still this memory
plays over and over in my head
making my heart beat faster
and my throat close up
My hands start to sweat
and my eyes flutter closed
my breathing picks up
and i scream
Scream from the pain
scream to forget
I pull at my hair and
punch the wall
Until i just stop
So tired from the effort and the tears
I slowly lay my head
on the pillow and
fall into a fitful sleep
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