Tuesday, January 14, 2014

A Little Poetry to Start the Day.



‘The feeling of existing only within yourself is suffocating.
It is as though you are under water, unable to surface.
To see the light, to see people; yet remain unable to communicate;
To express, to feel; is to die.
Truly die.
It is to slowly wither and decay within yourself; facing the most

Hideous death of all’

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