- The Worlds A Bit Much -

X...X

In these bones
I feel so alone
Twisting and turning
Within the skin That holds me
Thoughts bounce around the walls of a cell that holds me
tied to a chair
I'm lonely
and this room for one is closing
Closing around my contorted figure squeezing tighter and tighter
until my skin withers
And my bones turn to dust
My brain slowing to an eerie silence that only it can master
Yet still in agony
I somehow muster a tiny shriek
Full of the terrors that had once been active inside this mind of mine
Pulling down the barriers between my mind and my mouth
The words come spilling out
Spilling and spilling
until I cannot utter another word
All human emotions gone within a flutter of a butterfly's wing
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Sorry I know it's crappy I'm not the best at writing so it's whatever see you all soon maybe