Flexing into nothing.

I allowed myself to thing in terms of “Always”. That there was like -minded amnesty on my horizon,in my future. The future that I saw with you and you alone. I feel dumber than a box of hair now.

I was doubted and it all fell apart.Without trust? Hell no……

I cant eat.Or I eat too much and get sick.I train until I pass out because if my body is screaming my mind cant get a word in edgewise. I try to extend myself back to my friends but I fail more often than not.

I stop myself from writing.I edit my emotions.I dream in stainless steal and agony. I like it there.

But as long as I try I am still alive.As long as I remain here. As long as I sweat. I don’t have anything but my corpse and my words.

Eat shit? Don’t mind if I do.

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