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One after another they pile on each other
I canāt feel a way out from under all the covers
Trapped
Scared
Alone
Naive
Why canāt I just throw a towel, pack my shit and leave
They say it will get better, and I have said it too
But this time it feels different, like thereās nothing I can do
My heart is short of breath and my face a salty shine....
It feels just like a cinder block is growing big inside
This is it
This is it
I canāt take it now
Help me please
Help me please
Make it disappear somehow...
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I would if I could, Jeruhmie.
Unfortunately I've experienced the same sort of feelings myself, so...
Well penned...
~Dean Kuch ā ć ā