The smell of alcohol.
From your breath.
Again.
I want to disappear.
Again.
I want to scream,
cease to exist,
tear myself apart.
Again.
I have to escape.
This labyrinth.
From myself.
From the smell.
Vanilla.
Cigarettes.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
And I'm sorry.
The emptiness.
What am I now?
Nothing.
Worn down,
Tossed away,
Fragments.
Of nothing.
Again.
Cut me in half.
Run.
Run.
Run.
Run.
I can't.
I can't run.
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
Dreams.
A car coming.
Closer.
Further away.
You leave me.
Again.
Don't go.
Fill the holes.
That is my soul.
Hate me.
But don't go.
The car passes by.
And your gone.
Again.
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@minxyMolly Yeah I'm fine, just needed to get this out of my messed up little head. Thanks for asking π
@Jamtots @sjw @sammielee46 @sara_lou @minxyMolly @Stablish Thanks guys for reposting. It honestly makes my day every time!
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