im starting to fall,
shrink and shrivel
slowly.
im starting to sink,
deeper and deeper.
I question if I'll just
dissolve?
everything's loud,
but oh so quiet -
the grieving process is long.
can anyone hear me at all?
//
guess, ask, assault me for information on this- its all fine.
promise this isn't the death of me :)
bye ✨
YOU ARE READING
yellow. ¦ personal?
Random" i deleted my heart, can i borrow yours. " about; a boy with synesthesia who just can't stop talking about it.
