im going insane theres a fire in my chest

..looking up on what is raining down on me. i can only imagine about whats going to happen or is it just a translucent dream,

if it is i need to escape from this nightmare i live.

every morning i still feel trapped, broken, as if someone punched a hole through my chest stealing all my love. lust. heart. and my soul so what do i have left?

sitting here feeling trapped broken..

life, its being wasted. i have so many new feelings that could make this last for every craving, for a happy ever after, but every laugh builds a bigger tear that lights a fire in my soul..

but i am a hesitator.

-Tyler McCall.