Silence.

04 29 04

I can’t breathe
feeling stucked up, squeezed by four walls.

dark, damp, dangerous

just like standing inside an elevator
speeding like a bullet from a gun pointed downwards to the brown soil of the earth...

;silent death.

john mayer’s words not penetrating.

stay still
shut up
can’t take it anymore
leave me alone.

You can’t reach me i’m too far from you now.
Sleeping is not an escape.

now a lonely
tortured soul.

p a i n.

STOP!

numb.
empty.
death.
...
…
…

and all i can hear is silence.

fuck love. its not worth it.

still…

me = bitter fucked up individual looking for love wherever I may find it and whom I can share with.. (a sucker for love i suppose)

I’ll take whatever chances..
come hell or high waters..
i’ll do anything.

I wanna live
come with me.

breathe,
wake me up
from this slumber of silence.