You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

day:ONE

My ribcage is caving in on itself.
The air surrounding me
chills right through me,
every single inhale.
I am collapsing.
F

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l


l


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n


g

apart,
piece by piece,
layer by layer,
until I'm completely undone.
and then here I will be,
trapped in a
dim
dim
d a r k
empty place.
I will be in a state further away,
recognizing my mind with ballpoint ink.





Day one reminder:

Don't
forget to smile.

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