I don’t think this is going to work out.

I’m slipping

The other shoe is going to drop

I feel myself dancing on the edge of clarity, beginning a plunge into confusing darkness.

It’s starting.

I’m leaving.

And they will come, bringing a bucket for the blood.

Posted on Saturday, August 18th at 12:55AM with 3 notes

tagged as: personal, don't read this. you won't understand it.,
  1. thelonelyscarecrow said: I read it. I understand.
  2. bellafaim posted this