(0157) barely breathing

a veiled promise under these veiled words. like scripture. you hold it in your hands. undeniable. forgot to tell you about the end. so sad. but i'm not there anymore. a coma-inflicted mess of thoughts leads only to one invariable flicker-free state of consciousness. plagues consequential to one another live in harmony. fakes a smile and moves to what's next. a girl with narcolepsy. take your money; spend it elsewhere. i don't breathe anymore. i live. but only for her. and now i see the magnificence of it all. like pushing hard, you don't let up. and the mirrors in this car were all face down as i went off the cliff so how beautiful then that i'm still alive. i'm still alive. but apparently, no one else in this world is.