After the storm

  stay calm

 (that’s just stupid)

can’t breathe

(duh dumbass  i tried to warn you)

drumbeats in my ears are too loud

(nah that’s just your heart about to explode. fun innit?)

in terror and I’m alone

why  are my eyes  wet?

(you cry? holy shit.  i thought you were made of stone …lungs burn yet?)

they hurt

(now you know how I feel)

where is the air ?

(no air for you!!  you’re not going to die, you know)

oh hell and  eternal damnation

The brittle failings,  they hang like raindrops on needles

(kinda like teardrops on lashes)

 They aren’t much different after the storm




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