no more,
truly what of myself have i given?
i cant rightly say.
what can i do?
Breathe? that is, what is I am? i just lost who i was? and am now creating who it is that i am becoming, stepping into unknown future, if it exists. i began using my touch to gain. i knew what it could do, i knew all ways to move. or that the pieces found could move away. i don't want to distance myself again but its happening. i can feel body becoming a shell for my mind.
ut-ooh.
is it sneaking up on me the demons of my past. |
Submission Name: More Movements of Fear.
