Driven by a spark of wild desire

I would light you aflame just to watch you burn, the fire cascading through your soul to light the stars above. Admire the danger; watch this collision of sinners and saints.

truth. beauty. freedom. love.
viva la vie boheme!

nineteen // manhattan // fierce // mercurial

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Anguish

And just like that, my world falls apart.

Anguish. Is that the word for these never-ending tears, these animal screams ripping from my raw throat, the shaking sobs that are ravaging my body?

Is this what it feels like, the terror that if I unclasp my arms from around my ribs, they’ll shatter in a million pieces and illuminate my brightly bleeding heart?

I can’t stop the tears. I can’t stop shaking. I can’t breathe. I don’t want to, anymore.

Anguish.

I’m falling apart.

I won’t recover from this.

Save me.

“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”

—-Norman Cousins