The walls are closing in as we speak
i cant breathe and running out of oxygen
Untill my heart finally stops,
breaks,
and falls out of place and i,
die slowly
in a rapid,
but painfull death.
Just when it was all good it went bad
One lie,
one living, breathing organism,
one soul.
Whats brought to the light
can easily fade to the darkness.
How is it that we can learn
but cant teach
We can breathe but
we gasp for air, as we grasp our words, like,
catching fire flies in a jar,
forgetting to poke holes in the lid
watching it die slowly day by day.
.... Or was that me?
