Cotton Candice
Posted by
Vagabond
on Wednesday, September 03, 2008
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NOTE: You got to watch the clip to get the whole thing, Thank you :O
Ahh! The sting so excruciating!
While it keeps on penetrating,
My rib cages are pressed together till it ruptures,
I breathe in with the pain, and begin to shatter,
The sensation so unreasonable that ironically,I felt alive
The air is stuck in my chest,
The breathing process is distressed,
So dark and pitch blacked,
like dark space and dark sea,
My white flag goes unnoticed.
I shout in cry for help,
My friends go by, unaware of my try,
My screaming is silent,
I slouch back in frustration
This tight spot, enveloping me so decisively,
(Unlike you, entirely indecisive),
On all sides and all angles,
No more ego, pride or arrogance,
Fear, so real, vivid and clear,
Right in front of my face it conquers them all
There is a weight in the chest,
An ache in the head,
I am lying on the ground,
Waiting for the sledge hammer to smash on me, again and again,
Despite the preparation, it impairs exponentially
Expiring and coming back, having so little power,
But feeling every ounce of everything that is out of control
In anguish I shout out and no one hears,
I feel myself explode,
I picture myself in this,
I am releasing it all,
I...am vomiting expression