Distressed Mind

by Louis   Aug 18, 2006


Oh my god, its killing me, killing me again. This stress is confounding and I cant breath. My heart is racing and my thoughts are shooting. Firing off like shotgun in a quiet neighborhood.

I fend for my heart that breaks with every beat. Its almost worthless to defend yet is so important for our time. How insignificant this tear, yet serves so many emotions. Im falling so fast down the crevest of this mountian.

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