Self Expression Magazine

an Ending Story

Posted on the 18 March 2013 by Gray Eyed Athena @grayeyedowl

my job:

to turn sobs into sentences.

I am:

20 pounds down.

Does this matter?

I do not sleep.  My eyes cross.  I dizzy up the girl and spin down the stairs, falling is imminent.

It may be imminent.  I am on the edge, the very fine and furious edge and I can see my shadow in its deepness.  All but for him holding my hand, tenuous connection though it may be.  I love him for that.  More than I love myself.  Save me.

I am a dry sob, these are my dry words, this is my shell of a life, this is me.

Back to Featured Articles on Logo Paperblog

About the author

Gray Eyed Athena 1 share View Blog

The Author's profile is not complete. The Author's profile is not complete.