feb 28th, 2017
i have this dull aching pain sitting in my chest consuming me. it's slow but FAST all at once.
i do anything to stop the pain
the aching aching pain - sing?
draw, paint, color the sky, hear my raspy cello cry?
I WOULD DO ANYTHING to rid myself of this - and i try
i try so damn hard
i swear i try
i try i try i try until my throat
closes in on itself and my eyes
grow wet with nostalgia and sadness
melancholy stains my face, my ribcage, the skin underneath my eyes -
streaks of absorbed salt leak into my cheeks.
i'm trying anything. anything. any
thing.
but all i'm doing is increasing my madness. until, i've lost all of myself and gained
an insane madman taking my place.
