black shadows at noontime.

[phantasma_]

we don't know anything anymore.
we just think we do. we have this image of ourselves.
yet others may think of us completly different.
how do we know who we are.
holding everything inside.
not letting you know who i am
not letting you know how i feel about you.
i wish with everything i could tell you how much i love you.
but i would drown in my words before they could be said.
the nights keep getting darker.
the pool of blood keeps getting bigger.
i only wish.
my perception is lost.
i feel nothing.
yet there has to be something.
i'm shaking.
yet very still.
pain and fear conquers all.
i'm sorry.