You know, you think you really know someone but what do they do? stab you in the back so many times that blood transfusions won't even keep you alive- you're dead. and your bodies left there cold and lifeless, all alone. It's pretty ironic when you think you can trust someone- when you "think" you can... and it turns out you can't, and you never could. and when you open your heart, yourself, your spirit but they turn around and walk away. they leave. or you try to be there for them no matter the cost, no matter the risk, no matter the effort you throw yourself into their situation and why? because you actually care. and they don't even thank you, or give a shit when you have problems. you're only there to serve them. and you can't rely on them for that reason and others alike so your left on your own to figure out your issues and just your life in general all the while the world you surround yourself in becomes smaller you're in a tunnel and it's getting darker it's hard to see no matter how much you try to focus in these instances you start to grow and feel detached from those around you you begin to cave into yourself collapse at times it's hard to breathe and you can't help but to get stuck in one place can't move the environment and people begin to blur into one image you see the pictures move about in circles to the point where they begin a huge gust of a tornado spirals and spirals around you till you lose balance and fall and you have to keep your eyes shut for when they're open, the world is still spinning you can lie there for hours but it never goes away and there's no way to make it stop no way to shut it off it's an everyday upheaval, isn't it? trying to get up when you wake up, or even when the winds seize it's still a struggle all the way, and though you're at the end the battle starts all over again and you're back at square one only to go through the whole ordeal the cycle never seams to cease I'm no different. it's only just begun. Great. | 
