

You break me good..Little tremors floating through the skin, heart skipping a beat to see if breathe will come. After all living is like breathing so they say, but what happens when the will stops?You break me good..
Quiet snap of a heart strings as they break from the heart, those words used so unintentionally act. Like the knife to slice through the veins, didn't really need that did you?
Mind retreat behind the walls again after all, its a fragile place to tred upon their paths. Why would you want to think about it, when all it does is make you cry.
Tears shed in heart shatering pain,