Lola-Paradise

Watching her corpse next to my bed corner its so dead... all the heart ache and writing all these horrible memories of her face smiling all you can do is cry and tear up your face with your bare hands asking yourself "is that me?" crying harder, seeing what you think is your own death right before your eyes while watching the corpse's mouth move without sound Am I deaf? Am I insane? Waking up the next morning shaking like having a seizure and walking around through the house no one to confort or protect you from your own insanity and there face to face with the corpse schreeching the life out of your pale body waking u