Jan 06, 2008 05:15
i am no one of consequence.
but regardless.
i'm so scared of drowning in how i used to know you.
but i'm here i'm groping the nearest piece of driftwood.
i just can't hold on.
i'm still sick to my stomach and i'm shaky.
i'm so lost
for words
for breath
for a spark of sanity
and i've fallen off of something i can't climb onto again.
f
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fa
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ing.