Now and again I let myself wander In the words once forgot- Reaching further than Hearing Past voices I strain to feel a phantom touch. I no longer can feel the stroke of your hand on my bare shoulders, And I can't hear your inflection In moments once precious. There's no soul left in those shriveled memories; Just deformed faces.
feeling like you're drowning in water, trying to breathe heart throbbing head spinning body shaking you're not in control can't breathe can't think slurred words 1,000 people but no one sees you watching but what could they do?
I don't care what they think your words will destroy me I'm fine i cant take it anymore I'm just lazy ive lost my drive to live I'll get over it i cried myself to sleep last night My family cares about me not even a touch I'm an open book i have the darkest secrets known to man kind I'll talk to you about it later *not even a whisper
They dance and spin Across the floor Leaving marks Everywhere they go They don't create something beautiful So they hide it under a sheet Hoping no one can ever see Their masterpiece