It had never happened.
I can remember ever.
But I have suffered physically, for a mental pain. I'm literally dying inside. I try to distract myself, but the lump in my throat, choking me, I have a stomach ache, queasiness ... seconded everything and I try to draw. I just think of him and my stupidity ...
damn mind! maker of deception! damn ego, you and your stupid ideas!
I'm hurt because of you!
or
mine? where evil lurks, between the folds of the dress, including black folds of mind, ready to inject its venom, beginning with sweetness, death, and only a name ...
Who can imagine how dark poison. how long it has left to live, minutes, hours? days? months? maybe years
but this pain, I will be a warning ... I feel like a coiled snake
around me and shakes, shakes ... are at a crossroads, but I feel off.
it does not matter as it can go ...
there is one in me yelling, slamming his fists everywhere: among all that I'm suffering, I missed only the dark soul would wake up and scream.
ahhh well I'm sweating ...
