I've started to find comfort in the numbness that has begun to consume me.
The numbness that seeps through the cracks of my sanity & slowly drowns me, filling my airway with a dull ache
But I do not cry,
I do not even scream for help
I merely sit there, drowning,
Waiting for it to completly take over me,
Waiting for it to kill me.
But it never does,
It simply torments me with a false sense of hope & whispers of a quick release.
-Sethu♡
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
100 Weeks To Get Over You
Thơ CaShe loves him. He loved her. That's the sad part, the past tense in that sentence.
