Poet 11586


What am I doing here?
I thought I was breaking up,
Unless it's you.
Where are you in here?
I can't see anything,
All I hear is screaming,
That smell, do I know it?
I'm just antisocial.
Who touched me?
I taste blood, I don't think it's mine.
Where are you?
Please, someone answer.
There's acloud of blue in this darkness.
Break me out.
I reach for it,
But it was you instead,
You weren't breathing.