you can’t move.

you can’t scream.

you want to, you know somebody will hear but you open your mouth and nothing comes out.

it hurts. you wonder if you’re crying.

you wonder how disappointed you’ll be that you didn’t do anything when it’s over.

then you wonder if it’ll ever be over. 

will it end.

no.

it never ends. it physically ends.

but it’s never over. it will never stop. 

it never stops.

it never stops.

3:36 am  •  27 September 2011  •  2 notes