Ending.

Used. Unneeded. unwanted never good enough goals always expanding secrets always more hidden faces always more blurry lies always more believable hands always more shakey. Lost. Do you even notice me disappearing? would anyone follow if I ran away? A sick trick of time. A waste of effort. silly child. have you forgotten you're invinceable? Tired. Eyes burnt red like fire tangling between reality and dreams heart beating slowly. thoughts fuel the insomnia. Skinny. An unthinkable preception a sickly dull pain in the stomach the death of my mind tiny skeletons floating away my dream.