A blanket called Loneliness
Wrapped around me
Suffocating...sucking the air out of me
I cannot breathe
I can only feel
The tight grip of this shield
It's bruising my skin...
I hold my breath then close my eyes
It's pitch black
but the surrounding is still eating me alive.
I hope this is what death is like
At this point I can't even sigh
This feeling is so bare
I swear I want to die
If I'm not...
I still would be nothing.
'Cuz I wouldn't want to stay. Why?
I wouldn't know what to say, but
this emptiness kills slowly
& more each day...
