• bbowling 5w

    Not this place again

    My ribcage collapses
    With each passing breath
    Like nails on a chalkboard
    This silence is death
    The space that surrounds me
    I can't seem to avoid
    Can't see thru the darkness
    Can't handle the void
    So in my misery I sit
    This sadness abounds
    There's hell fire in my soul
    Someone released the hounds
    This mind is a desolate place to be
    Especially right now
    With you not here with me