Falling Under the Weight , by Silent Mobius Subscribe to rss feed for Silent Mobius
Posted: 2008-03-13 01:42:03 UTC
running...
running...to the point of not breathing. My destination..no particular place, just sit and listen. Listen to the beat...the heartbeat of a mass bump..thump bump thump is it my heart? I hear words whispered, lies screamed hidden behind a mask of happines..of forgetfulness, anal thought. Doubt is what brings me here, darkness is what keeps me there, shrouding me. Slowly black veiled figures crowd around, I suffocate and fade to black...to disappear and fall under the weight.

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