simply liv

Things are gone. They crumbled away under my scrambling arms and feet as I tried to lead the blind deaf and dumb up the tumbling hill that was left to me to rot. Theyre walking the wrong way and never knew who was leading them in the first place.

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Hot. Cheeks, back, arms. Loose jaw, tight muscles. Clench clench clench. Heavy eyes, scared to close them. Hunching over keeps my stomach acid from spilling over into my throat. Someone is pinching the flesh at my cheekbones and raising them too high, they're tingling. Let go of my face and let me rest my head and heart. Breathe in cold winter air as it cools me back to molasses.

It feels hot, it feels twitchy and tumbly On the edge My feet lifting from the floor Im flying Heavy neck, pulling and crimping me inwards Empty stomach squeezing into nothing Forhead, eyes, arms, diaphragm Lost but hyper aware Scared of an unknown enemy Falling on solid earth Twitching fumbling spinning my thimb ring Anything to distract me... Anything to distract me.