Starving Heavy
I'm supposed to breathe, but I can barely move. My mind is cracking, it's breaking. My heart bleeds with it's aching. My chest screams with each breath that I'm taking. I know where I am because I've been here before. Heavy didn't knock, but he opened the door. I can see his face again. Blue black and oily with a terrible grin. Heavy waits for me to ask him in. He knows that I'm all alone, again. I'm here because I've chosen my chair. Gathered my chains. Gone back to what's there. I've swallowed... Sign in to see full entry.