No matter how hard you try to erase the feeling and return to the resounding normacy, somehow the words drag you back and they thump with all thier life. There is no way to get back what was never mine. I will loosen my grip, the sands will slip through my fingers. No matter how many times you try, leaves nothing but holes inside. If darkness falls around i have my tiny fire here. You will see the shadows in my face i hope you see the faith tiny underneath. The pain will fade. The steps i take to go into the light leaves foot steps so deep. How can you feel emptier, you don't have any. How can you feel alive if you have not lived. Around is wide but here it is tiny, so tiny. There are directions pointing left and right how could have been lost? Do you know where you are going? I cannot take touch with me, it will be gone. The peices i try to build imperfects the suffice we all try to have. I am grateful for your warm hand around mine, i am barely not breaking anymore. I'm scared my breath will leave me prior the time i have realized what to die for. You took so much i haven't had. Too much space to float i drown. I am sorry for much of the time i had shut down, i can't let you in. All the drops fell on the wrong places. Yet out of all the bruises and bumps, i'd rewind and won't alter. I can't desire heaven and i don't, as hell burns i would be burnt.
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