Breath

 

Count backwards from ten the repeat again. Ok .

Ten. My shouts were in raged with anger tears pouring this isn't me I'm not myself 

 

Nine. My heart pounding wanting to scream out help me save me from myself and the destruction I was bringing 

 

Eight. A room full of faces and I feel so alone I hate myself. Why can't I be different it just wanna feel normal

 

Seven. Times if passing me buy I can't live like this it's too much to bear pulling out pieces of my stressly thin hair 

 

Six.spewing out my life story like a tipped over cup of coffee. Ahhhh I needed that. To never dream never let my thoughts follow me while I sleep 

 

Five. Yea...I'm feeling kinda better but just telling my story was not half tha letter my deepest darkest secrets would haunt me till I die

 

Four. All the cards are on the table and I have a terrible hand keeping me trapped in this corner were I stand begging for apology accepted n everything will be ok

 

Three. It's just the beginning of the  worst to come 

 

Two. Your almost there 

 

One. Breath no more holding in let it out there ya go finally the light and it was all on me burning a deep hole in my heart revealing all my sins. This is only