I’m Out of Dreams

I can see your eyes when I close mine.

I can feel your panic when you see my lips move.

I don’t want this. Please.

I’ll push everything into a corner, where it’ll stay, and it’ll only be graced by a glance.

I’m going to push you away.

Expect it.

Crave it.

Let it nourish every fucking negative idea you’ve every had of me.

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I have nothing to will me.

I’m out of dreams.

I want nothing. Please.

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Stop this, okay?

I just want everything to push too.

Make it easy for me. Make my life something I can tolerate for a minute.

Just one breath for myself.

I think I’ve earned that?

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Open my heart and kill what you find.

It’ll destroy me with one swift word:

“Please”

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◄ Sunder

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