Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Dying a little bit more each day

It’s not a joke
It’s real
I am
And you are
So are the trees and the stars

It’s not just a depressing 
Seeping through your blood
Drying you up inside

Wishing for your own demise
When you’re standing underneath
The showerhead

Hot water won’t wash it away
It’s the truth.

We are all dying a little inside
Every day.

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