He laid there breathlessly yet the huge weight ,create (destructing)slow paces to
his breathing making it even harder to realise his existence of living.
He lost the feeling of consciousness.
It's easy to fall out of trance it is simply
the mark of mistakes that will get you back in the line..
You are the perfect art that i clearly imagined..
No self remorse to one being makes you a bad person you gotta need a heart to do that
Defying
define my being in one word.
I feel eternally lost.. amongst the ruins that dishevelled my sight of seeing you.
Lost
Is it worth the wait
But its okay i'll wait, even if i have to wait for years and counting till then
Am i the bad person you used to know, the boy from the sidelines.
Subtle and delicate ..revealing beneath/underneath the covers.. the self perplexed.. complexion he had staggered me...
making it bearable to breathe.
His expression leaves a tug on his heart a tight one
Define dance in one word
The fluids on my body and the oxygen to my lungs.