i actually dk.

Blood rushes the head as I was trying to tie it all together. The pieces were never meant to be broken. But it tried to escaped. A feeling I never felt before. Was it fear or was it another episode of paranoia? It never seemed to left me. An unwanted visitor that kept coming. It grew bigger. It became darker. Blood comes down. But I was rushing. Thinking there might be another way. It was never-ending.