This heart.
Is dark.
It's full.
But empty.
It pumps.
Steady.
Its worried.
And worried.
And Worried.
Anxious.
Anxious.
Anxious.
Depressed.
Depressed.
Depressed.
So Depressed.
It pumps.
For what.
It wants to stop.
Stop.
Stop.
But it's scared.
Because.
If, it stops.
Then what.
Darkness, flows through it.
This heart.
Flows, barely.
Darkness.
My best friend.
This heart.
Is dead.
Full.
But empty.
If it stops beating.
There's no difference.
It's dead.
Already.
Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC
This heart.
Is dark.
It's full.
But empty.
It pumps.
Steady.
Its worried.
And worried.
And Worried.
Anxious.
Anxious.
Anxious.
Depressed.
Depressed.
Depressed.
So Depressed.
It pumps.
For what.
It wants to stop.
Stop.
Stop.
But it's scared.
Because.
If, it stops.
Then what.
Darkness, flows through it.
This heart.
Flows, barely.
Darkness.
My best friend.
This heart.
Is dead.
Full.
But empty.
If it stops beating.
There's no difference.
It's dead.
Already.
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