i felt everything at once. everything that i had been hiding, running from. all the monsters that i had built a wall high up for. not stick, nor stone. but diabase rock. all of a sudden, my walls crashed. and i breathed out slow. i breathed out everything. and i knew, deep down in my soul that time had ran out. the memories flooded my sick brain of every emotion i had suffocated with piles of dirt and rock over the years, the emotions i burned to ash, the emotions i stabbed until there was nothing left but the cold, numbing blood. everything was so empty. everything. everything was so quiet. everything. silence. so i silence myself now. how wicked it is to birth a child into a world of sickness. some angels just want to go home. fuck lol.









