how can i breath
talk
whisper
how can i smile
how can i cry
how can your eyes be so welcoming
but the utter destruction shadowing my mind
looks so much more approachable
i fall at the first hurdle
struck by the starting gun
how can you be so strong
when i can't even calm my beating heart
how can anyone imagine that there is hope in this world
there are no fairy tales in this fantasy.
