I feel like I swallowed lead, I feel like I walked into a swimming pool and now am lungs are filling slowly and suddenly with water, this is my watery grave, fear of death the small knifes submerge deeper into my diaphragm, I hate feeling like this, once I was 15 with a girl who love me and I loved her and I was aloof but I was happy, we were happy. But now am 19 and every time my heart opens up like a flower in the dessert, affection landscape, it burns and dies. I had quit sinking and I was better for it, but I know I did it not because of trying to beat addiction; I quit hoping I'd attract positivity and love. Now I realise The nicotine hurt me less than heart break, the smoke was less foul than the feeling that's overwhelming making me wish I could drown tonight in my bath. I guess am just tying to say, cut me off.
Forget about me,
If you're reading this, cos I doubt you ever will, understand am not mad at you I just hoped for better cos you really were someone who I believed when they said they liked me, and to me you were special, to the world you were one person, but to me the whole world didn't suffice to imitate what you meant or could have meant to me
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Shiloh Dynasty
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