breathing thoughts

Betrayal

The body and mind of different world as it crawls to grab your feet and cripples you before it sinks into your blood and turn it cold.

The invisible hammering down your ribcage to the chambers making beat harder to pass it off.

Each touch that reaches the soul grasps every ounce of guilt that runs everywhere in you to your brain till the window sill where it is just left hanging at the creek.

The voice broken, crying ever so silently for deliverance, desperate for help but nobody is there.

The show is over, just skins and bones fumbled on the ground like an abandoned coat stepped by unknown feet.

Finally over, but it hurts so much that the earth could possibly hold. Have you heard it?


To Tumblr, Love PixelUnion