Suddenly I can't breathe as their voices become muddled behind the sinking feeling inside me. The words set on repeat inside my brain I'm pulled down once again. Deeper and deeper. Sitting here as still as a statue the words become a broken record.
"There was a school shooting in Florida on Wednesday. Seventeen people were killed..."
I felt like I was drowning while air was filtering into my lungs. All I could think was, why? I feel no anger only sadness. So strong it threatens to tear me from inside out.
Personally I don't know anyone who was killed, yet I feel pain (nowhere near to the pain they must be facing currently). 2,312 miles away from the incident I find it hard to swallow.
#Pray for Florida
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Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
