it just keeps clawing away from the inside. my stomach, my liver, my lungs, are all bleeding. My pulsating heart is alone inside my heaving ribcage beating. beating. be a t ing. beat. down. worn. down. tired from all of the excessive. no one can see comprehend, but my tongue is cut out and i can't speak. mercilessly detached as are my eyes from a reality that i seek but can never attain. my reality is a mere shadow of illusion and my illusions don't speak the truth. an intricate web, maybe. the gossamer silk strands glimmer in the morning dew- enticing- but i am not the helpless moth forever attracted to the light. then again, maybe i am. and i just wish i wasn't. i don't want to be. please please p l e as e save me from. de la verdad. from. the truth. mienta por favor. lie. please. if you have to. but, don't please. set me free. i just want to be f r ee.