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I know I am barely holding on to anything
I know how my vision steadily begans to tunnel
I know how I will burn away with the flames that I nurtured , so what if it's only in my head , I feel all too often that it's going to tell my heart to stop.
It is the only thing
There's all to much around me that commands my heart but what's a body without a brain. My actions consequences mustn't b harsh enough but today I can't see the sky beyond the clouds ,the harsh winter haze consuming the cerulean skies
If I began to shine , will the sun despise me, will my beloved moon be forgotten or will they both outshine me-?
After I'm outshone where do I go
I stay in the same column of shame in the vast expanse of hellish humanity ,only to say
But I'd rather watch them rise than anything
Letting go is not been much of a concept for my ability to comprehend but I feel as if the skin from me is peeled off , with a vegetable peeler somewhat and bloody crimson gushes down the drain , drowning all the unknown with it . Atleast it's quiter
More and more and less is left for anything more to remain..... All my sorrow and grievances spoil me to the rich reaction of pain grounds itself in the slushy leftover flesh.
Accepting ,Afflicting , aggregating , and everything else about me to myself.