addicted; its scenery, actors but mostly to its story.
intense; that it stifles and sucks the air away

wrenches till i shatter and crash into a million........ nothing is left except for lies i tell. it numbs the pain

PAIN, innumerable shades of piercing afflictions
the things i utter lulls me into falsehood,
i seek for the one who will cure me

didnt know and fucked it. he left

snapshots
lost someone, with him he took the trophy of me soul now a hole that can never be filled behind.

memories awkwardly tucked away now tears apart.
'Can i go on living like tis?; broken;'

hurts...... i weary from standing alone, with no one to share the burden of life. no one to lean on.

drop after drop, i bleed, each fresh from my soul's spring.......