Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
I taste it in the air
It fills me with despair
I wonder could I've changed it
The world is no more
I float in thin air
Ready to take the plunge
It has a bitter flavor at the start
But as I slowly go in
I can feel it turning sweet
I sink my teeth into the feeling
Projecting the intensity across my body
An image appears across my mind
My body slowly closes down
Everything becomes a forest
And I am a prey
In my own imagination
Because I have succumbed
To words spoken for hurt
And stopped listening to myself
It has an edge of unrealism
Hallucination after hallucination
It is my own prison
And even if I try to escape
I end up in circles
Because they resonate all around
Echo after echo of spoken words
I scream, I whimper
I scratch and scratch trying to find peace
But what is peace
When to achieve it you need to fight
It breaks the balance
It destroys a sense of morality
And everything stops
The words turn into whispers
It disappears, I can't taste it anymore
The feeling is gone
The images have been erased
The heart beats
Thump, thump, thump
…silence