I can't breathe

Its...

Brilliance at the right moment awaiting that very thing that would change you for life.
The words coming from their lips grasping your heart like the first kiss breathing real air into your lungs for the first time and you still can't breathe. That dark deeper than any black creeping, reaching, touching, taunting, singing your praises and laughing at your efforts within a cunt hairs flick...their gone.
You suddenly miss the black the rage the sadness the loneliness that comforted you when your were at your worst, belittling at the best giving little to no heads up or fuck off, You Miss It. You stir and bang your head against anything that feels real because that sensation of something forcing your hand to say and be everything your not got on a weight program and isn't as hungry anymore. Its sheer disregard for your well being that's astounding on levels unchecked by anything official. Live, die, happy, sad, doesn't care...EAT! FEED! WANT MORE!