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when the falling water silences my voice
that's when i allow a hiccup to escape
my body's drowning
while my head is in space
too many memories clouding my thoughts
but there's no ink left to spill
why have my thoughts wrapped me in their chains
when it should be the other way around?

your voice is getting fainter
in the silence that screams inside my head
for so long i'd tried to run away from it
that it seems to have given up on me too
no one to blame
but myself
hoping there will be a good day again
so i can breathe
and save some air

to get through another one of these.

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*hidden; obscure; secret

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