I'm fading



Walking on broken glass and  i watch the blood trinkle down my foot but can't feel a thing,

I watch the colors that once brought tears to my eyes walk past me with no effect

A passion that burns my chest just leaves a warm light that dims with every breath i take .

i take two steps foward and take a huge leap backwards

I spend most of my time trying to get out ,

I can smell the fresh breeze of the wild flowers as im climbing

I felt as if was able to run through that field again if only i could get out of this ditch

It hits me maybe i'm too weak from falling that i simply wont build up the strength again to get out.

You see i know how my story ends ,therefore why should i try again?

  • Author: ShanellD (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 3rd, 2015 00:03
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 34
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