I find myself scared...scared to hear words that I don't want to hear...I feel as if I'm so broken, that if I hear those words, my world will come crashing down...once again...I never exactly fixed myself after the first crash, but at least I wasn't dead right? I made it all the way here, just to have this thrown at me like the last one...
I look at the sky....it looks so empty...I look at the trees and they seem so dead and bare..I look in the mirror..and I see my youthful look has diminished..I have bags under my eyes, glassy bloodshot eyes, and dry skin....the color of my skin is so much more pale than it has ever been...you can see everything underneath it, the veins, and the blood flowing through.
I'm beginning to feel cold...very cold...my warmness has iced over..
maybe I don't have a heart...maybe that's the sudden feeling of coldness...if I don't have a heart, then how do I feel the way that I do? I don't understand..
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