Melt down

October 6, 2011
My skin is of a toads,
Frozen and Bumpy,
With shock,
And nervousness

My hands are shaking,
From stunning myself,
With what I did

My throat is gone,
It disappeared
With my voice

My lips,
They quiver,
Not sure how to react

My eyes are red,
With dilated pupils,
They tear no more

My brain is oozing,
It couldn't take anymore,
It will gel up soon,
This isn't my first melt down,
And it won't be the last.





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