it's that feeling when you're breathing in the deepest breath even when you're still drowning.
six feet under water.
when you were almost six feet under the earth.
it's that feeling of light headed hysterical insanity because you feel special.
you're addicted to the air you breathe because you're going to die with out it but sometimes you forget to breathe because you're so focused on the way her hair bounces when she walks, and those three freckles on her nose and her blue eyes.
it's that feeling when you feel fucked up and it feels good.
like you're high, drunk, ecstatic.
but deep down your emotions are weighing down on you so painfully they're barely in your chest.
it's that feeling that you're a
narcissistic whore
just another kid from an epidemic 4 years ago
fake
a disappointment
an attention whore
brain dead
dumbfucking idiot
but you still couldn't care less.
because it's that feeling you know something they don't.
it's that feeling of morbidity.
insane insane insane insane
logolepsic fuck up
it's that feeling, y'know?
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p.n.
this is rather old and much less poetry than just a rant. it doesn't reflect much in how i've been feeling lately but i shared anyway.
