Ceiling Balloons Pt. 6: PIT


is a pit

a dark hole


You try to climb

scratch at the marble walls

fingers bleed

resistance is in vain

fighting it futile.

You can grin against the blood

the only thing you can do

try to be happy

be happy

be happy

be h a p p y

just t r y…

why is it so hard?


leann culver

its not 4 me:*)

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