bumble jumble

December 11, 2012
sitting alone wanting to talk
running ,panting, my lungs filled with struggle
crying silently trying to calm the stress
looking around scared
feeling lonely in this pale colorless room
screaming as i fall to the floor
drifting off into a dreamless sleep
gets p runs through the crowd of people
only seeing black and white
crying spitting blood
full of nothingness
he catches me I'm out cold, full of colors

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