Saturday, January 15, 2011

Joy

 blackness taking over my thoughts. Closing in  a suffocating  never-ending cloud heavy with the weight of  darkness. Surrounding me with its ever present fingers of destruction. The pain how I run;. running  running. Dreams of blood and  death ; fear and pain, ripping my heart out a piece at a time. My eyes don't see, the tears don't come, shaking shaking, muscles all in a ball tight scared ready for flight. climbing climbing clawing waiting for it to be over. raw torn  wounds never healing pain oh my god let it stop.

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