quarta-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2014

I have a sickness.
I can feel it.
I am sick.
Every single day, by the time I wake up, i can feel it.
It's in all my body, my soul, my skin and underneath.
It's in every breath I take, every meal I eat, it's everywhere I look.
It's in every glass of water I drink.
And it's killing me, every single day.
I can barely breath anymore. It hurts my chest, my lungs.
It's like... I don't know. There's no definition for what this is.
I just feel like I'm dying from inside.
And it's happening now.
It's going to happen soon.

Silence.

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