drakangel614

I will never let them free, those beautiful horrible words, clawing shredding ripping their way through my lungs and throat. But I keep them locked behind muscle and pearly white gates, the doors sewn shut with twisted threads of pretty little lies and smiles. I block the signs, chain my hands to the weights of silence and expectations, still my feet so they cannot move in the way they want. Those words are prisoners in my chest looking for escape and finding more walls more binds more darkness than before. I swallow them with my breath and they are gone. Until they see the light the one I left behind. I forgot I for