Monday, March 10, 2014

Blow me a bubble or two.

I don't want to die. At least not now.

But there are days when you just need everything to slow down.
Some days you just want life to stop.
But not to die. Never to die.
You just want to stop being.

Existing is such a burden.

What would it feel like to vanish into thin air like a bubble? (Must be nice).

1 comment:

  1. Hold on. You'll get through it.