The speckled walls won't keep.
They close in.
Can't see? Sorry?
Not my fault...
Can't breathe
Can't walk
Can't talk
Only can write
With one hand
Can't survive
Hand
Can't
Move
Help.
Hits hard, like depression
No help!
Do it if need be
It happens
The now stained red wall brushes my neck.
Shrinking as I am given an opportunity,
Threads and twine.
Tie together, braid, intertwine, in.
How to win? Nope!
Dire fireworks in my mind.
Bleeding, burning, pleading, begging.
Alarmed breath? Nope. No more.
Choking. Choking. Choking.
My hand will feel my neck's pain.
Tough, but no snap.
Bruised. Clean! Panic. Calm! Nope.
Now reborn, kill, kill kil kll ill il kli gleaming in the limelight.
Reeper can take.
Quik . Run. TakINg life regreT. Re! Gr! Et! Hop
I can no longer feel pain,
As the last drop falls from my vien.
