brain injury princess
I drag my fingers until they bleed against the walls in this glass prison... trying desperately to escape. yet i am still stuck forever i'll never abandon this society label. i screwed up one time on a bender and now it forever haunts me. i will carry this burden until i am 6 feet under marked with granite and an ironic epitaph. it seems so unfair but lucky at the same time. lucky in the fact i am still breathing and have escaped death final destination style. unlucky that the boat never ended my long term suffering and now i have to forever expect and anticipate the final destination reapers. what is the consequence to the fact death dont want me?