Stretching skin, black streaks running down my cheeks, water dripping, hair awry- I look up.I see myself.I feel. I fear the feeling, the knowing of not wanting to know.
You can't hide forever- a mirror says it all.I wonder if this is the beginning, the middle or the end?
I'm floating in nothingness.
Blank.
Fear.
2 comments:
so what goes wrong every ones in a while?!? :)
hmmmmmmm!
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