Fri, 07/31/2015 - 20:23 -- ModMad

It's worse then being trapped in a burning building,
As you bang on the door the smoke billows over and you begin to panic,
Your voice disappears and the ringing in your ears continues to grow even louder,
You can't ever think straight,
You can't even see what's in front of you because the loneliness is all you feel,
Your heart sinks like a stone and you feel the chill in your bones,
As your mind begins to contemplate things you wouldn't dare speak out loud,
You feel the fear building inside and you begin to cry out
But oh,
That's right,
No one is listening,
So you choke it back down as you try not to drown in this ocean rising inside your head,
But one can only tread water for so long,
Time becomes a game you take a little less than serious,
Claiming it's no big deal there's plenty of it
Yet in this state,
Time ceases to exist,
Time has no limit,
Your world comes to a complete stop and you just wish you could end it,
But then what?
Where do you go from there?
Without time, how would you heal?
This isn't something you can fix over nigh,
It's not as simple as counting backwards from


You don't have to pretend that everything is okay,
Because I already know it's not

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