gearhead2618

I do not feel things lightly. Colors come to me, in burst. Like supernovas colliding into my chest. I feel so strongly I do not know how to handle it. I do not know, how to cope with my own chemicals. I do not know how to express the violets and the reds. I do not know how to tell you that you make me feel like dirty mop water. I do not know how to tell you it hurts to talk. I do not know how to breathe. I merely trying to resurface myself from my self induced drowning and I thought you would help I thought you would but look behind who you push a way they may be standing on the edge of their own cliff.