Have you been a snow ball hurling down hill.
gaining negativity and acquiring hate.
Nerves of periwinkle were screaming out for resurrection.
I was frozen from the inside out, hell bent on regaining the ability to feel.
I was going about it all the wrong way my actions just caused frost bite of the hypothalmus.
I was desprate to feel even if it hurt me atleast i wasnt numb.
Atleast then i could say i was still human instead of a frozen shell.
It was a hell if a ride that ended with a head on collision
- Author: Amherrera1190 ( Offline)
- Published: March 1st, 2019 21:08
- Category: Reflection
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