MISSAMEERAH

do you ever feel it so heavy...... so heavy that its falling past your knees dropping fast, beneath your feet. you felt your soul dissolve and deplete. all you thought you knew, all you thought you loved, just became dirt to greet. recoil of the recollection of it all over and over again in your dreams. Then you face strangers.. demons... your loved ones. each time they expected a smile in their convince. your a walking tomb. no good for them, no good for you. your the empty that pushes the living away, anxiety, panic, depression, desire, empty, empty, empty pit.