1 mintue to 5 a.m

re-reading everything feels like
my spirit would break.

what is missing?

i bet the rest are fulfilled.
i really hope so.

every single one of you. when i try to remember,it becomes a hazy faceless mob and
it seems like they're being covered by a cloth.

my breaths are heavy. but im just typing.
i've gotten so weak.
so weak my soul cries for my body.
so weak i cant even muster determination.
this poison. you inflict too much negation.
i feel so heavy. so mucky. so gravitised.

please...stay away.
i stopped thinking of you,so stop making any move.
i hope i wont ever see you,hear you,type you,read you.