Rivers and rivers of mud. Covering everything in my life. It is consuming everything. I can't walk, I can sleep I can't move. Never ending miles of muck. dead animals, dead people everything is floating and dark. Its over flowing into my mind. Its filling my throwt. I fills into my speech, my veins my breath. Choking, weezing, bellowing. Swamp of graves.
imasailorgirl:
Wow... ummm...