Before I knew it, it was 4am I haven’t felt a breath of air in years All my pain has blended into a lump sitting in the center of my chest I don't think anything has ever weighed more than this feeling I'm drowning again I'm always drowning Always thinking, each thought pulling me further into myself I don't know if i will get out, I don't know if i want to Sinking is all that I know, it's all that I have It's all that I am A sinkhole, piled to the brim that only burrows deeper Lost and then found, found and then lost There is no path here, just choices Right Wrong They hold no power over the outcome I sink regardless
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