the T R U T H

sprinting
running

into my room
slamming the door

snding a crack from bottom to top

jumping onto my bed

screaming swear words out of the top of my lungs

punching my hand into the walls and ripping them apart with my bear hands

bleeding
cutting them apart

but i didnt care

because she was dead

dead
dead,dead,dead,dead,dead

i still cant believe it

i cant

i cant

i cant

i cant









i cant walk
i cant breath
i cant see
i cant feel
i cant hear
i cant taste
i cant eat
i cant know
i cant know
i cant know                           the  t  r  u  t  h