flight11
My heart pounds unbearably loud,
My ribs trembling in rhythm with the beat.
Thoughts race threw my head
Hitting me like flight 11 hit society.
Looking down upon myself,
I see my misery unfolding,
Hiding in the shadows of my counterfeit smiles.
Sleeping my tears away,
I whisper sweet songs of silence.
Drifting from reality to dream,
preferring the latter of the two.
On waking the same thoughts of desire and dread wash over me,
Drowning me in an ocean of worms.
Why me?
Why now?
Why this?
Why you?
Why?
My ribs trembling in rhythm with the beat.
Thoughts race threw my head
Hitting me like flight 11 hit society.
Looking down upon myself,
I see my misery unfolding,
Hiding in the shadows of my counterfeit smiles.
Sleeping my tears away,
I whisper sweet songs of silence.
Drifting from reality to dream,
preferring the latter of the two.
On waking the same thoughts of desire and dread wash over me,
Drowning me in an ocean of worms.
Why me?
Why now?
Why this?
Why you?
Why?