Kathryn Cox - Kill Me Now

As imperfect as it is, it feels right; as the dust of the clouds take over your body leaving your soul detached and untamed. I feel painted and in wonderment of the truth. analyzing my fears and changes for the better of everyone else. Not knowing what to feel, or how to feel it. And no concern for myself, but for the person inside that has no say in the world uncontrolled. Living for death, and feeling for the destroyed. capturing my fear of told secrets, never letting go of the attempts, knowing of no false reactions. Too cold to keep all in; subsiding my greatness to control the way it means to me. Control. No bounty of confusion, just anger and regret. most of all being used, and using to another. slowly ending life inside, and keeping a smirk of relief. kill me now.

Kathryn Cox

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