I'll try to return crits, I'm having withdrawls from the meds I stop taking in the summer, it's not fun><

"Terrified Why?"

My lungs collapse,
in an effort to breathe,
I twist unil my ribs crack.

Even if I starred the reaper in the face,
I wouldn't be as scarred as I am now.
I'm more afraid of the idea of death then I am of dieing,
or is that even close to why I feel this way.

Well, it's the first thing that comes to mind.
Last edited by stratkat at Jun 21, 2007,