don't try to smile it hurts the most when your not with it the pain is so real lasting each and never stopping in pacing and time lost within the sound of nothing nothing is right nothing seems quite familiar
when will, the feeling end? gazing at the beige translucence the punctures and ruptures threads maintain but never let go when will the feeling end days won't stop floating forward never cease to be, never letting go
and caught in the wind caught by guilt intersections the wind pushes hard forcibly it lifts me upwards it whisks right by and stalls without a single reason all trails fall stalling at the great all-seaon
when will, the feeling cease? gazing at the beige transluscence the punctures and ruptures threads maintain but never let go when will the feeling stop? days won't stop floating forward it will never cease to be, never let you out