reality is a stream of nothingness to me now.
numb body numb mind
Nothing In This World Is Real
slowwwwwww down the clocks
teeth broken; tongue swollen
I Can't Breathe.
Oh what a world it would be; If I could feel my body
Stream of my being, cut into pieces
Decrepid Youth- young to old too fast.
Vast emptiness awaits and I long for it; I wait for it to swallow me whole and I can finally feel My Body.
Wait for Me, old friend. I'll be there to hold us.