moresnow

I need all my senses overwhelmed. With whatever can be used to wash away what remains. I need to suffocate In something other than the bubble I’m suffocating in. I need something toxic. Something that can be felt a change and transition that can truly be felt. Past the skin. Past the bone. Into the pores of the person that’s inside when my eyes close.And the person who screams inside while I sit silently on the outside.