i feel my mortality
drowning
alone
i turn my head
in denial
i am tired
of trying and failing
and every time angels appear
the dark cloud returns
and hovers above me
like a thieve to steal from me
broken, broke lost and sick in the middle of this hell hole jungle
i have tried to keep you
I have held on so tightly
stubbornly
refusing to acknowledge my demise
deforming
colapsing
lnto
nothingness