Pass the Nirvana

some bitch's blog

- Under Construction! -

Testing, testing, can you read me?

Last night I heard footsteps outside my window. When I fell asleep, in that thick dark, hands wrapped around my throat and I clawed at my gums to eat my teeth. I felt the suffocation, every burning breath that came shorter and shorter. The pain isn't what woke me - it was that last gasp that rattled in my chest and makes it ache even now.

Nothing to my name but broken teeth, white hair, a buzzing static from which thoughts that don't feel like mine rise and a heart that doesn't beat quite right - and I'm meant to feel human?