don't speak in anger,
don't speak in angst,
don't speak in tears,
don't speak from the heart.
remain in silence as long as it takes.
don't shoot.
i'm not ok.
i swallow with the intention of swallowing the pain.
i place both my hands over my ears to try to stop my head from spinning.
i wrap my arms around my chest just to stay in one piece.
i can't even put sentences together because i'm so broken.
shoot.
no, don't shoot.
i'm still broken.
i can't fix this mess.
i can't fix me.
1 comentario:
mochile, he de tener nuevo blog.
vuestros textos hacen partir mi alma y reconstruirla de hermoso dolor.
te ami
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