I feel as though I am suffocating in my own skin.
I want death so dearly, yet if it were behind me it would petrify me.
I write this in the dark, as it overwhelms me.
No Air
I feel as though I am suffocating in my own skin.
I want death so dearly, yet if it were behind me it would petrify me.
I write this in the dark, as it overwhelms me.
