Hello, she whispered, flowing through my passages.
We meet again, they screeched at the top of their lungs, ramming into my chest.
Falling down, feeling like hundreds of feet tall, my knees never hit the **** ground.
Constantly feeling my lungs drop into my stomach acid, I can no longer breathe.
Stand up, stand, she shouts a little louder.
God, I wish I could my dear, but I've tripped and my feet are like sand.
I cannot stand, for I am not solid.
You'll see right through me and I'll crumple in your hands.
I thought I could save you*, my dear, you have.
They've always wanted me to destroy myself, but this time it's them who have destroyed me.
You've saved me from me, and I thank you for that.
This is a little rusty because I'm trying to get back into writing.