No time to breathe

[iamairam]

on my feet,
scattered flowers, forgotten
decaying just like the body
lying six feet beneath.
i pity her
the once smiling her
shining, radiating, blinding
me.
she is no more.
just like i will be when i
pull the trigger.

cue the pistol.

Hahaha, i have no idea why I wrote that. Just, there are so many things to do, I'm kind of drowning in it, really.

I just need to get through next week. Then I'll be fine, hopefully, hopefully.

*sigh*