Couldn't sleep.
I had to let the fear tear away the hope.
Or the will.
They breath, and slow, and hurt and grow - can't observe the death that is so close.
I've never been so scared before,
but this feels like a cage.
And when I try to warn them,
they just laught at me.
I think I know what is to happen.
Didn't think it might be so close.
Can't put it down properly,
But it feels like all nerves are stretched in the same time,
and the head... spinning so fast,
as the pain doesn't leave.
And I hurt myself just to stop the flow
from coming.
And then comes the turn of my heart.
When I feel like I'm going to die, resulted by the same thought.
Looking for the
one who can be
the only one to fill this hole
and now and then,
I figure out that I am
wrong in staying so calm.
I've got to go and find
him.
How will I be able to run away when my legs are locked. when they can't help me.
I have to go.
Dear john.
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