The air stabbes my throat with such furry. Tears race down my cheeks they are powered by my pain. My lungs heave barely able to open and close. The blackhole sucks the soul from my chest with such force i feel like a spinning top. Thunder sounds from my chest as my heart shatters. I can see people laughing and joking around with friends. Nobody cares about the invisable girl who cries in the corner.
August 2, 2011