Comments about Kira Nelson
The door is shut, the curtains drawn.
The only sound is of the television.
No-one is here, no-one but me.
i am all alone.
i crack open the bottle and spill its contents into my mouth.
The sweet liquor drips down my throat, filling my insides.
It isnt long until I start drowning...
There's noone here to catch me, i have to fall on my own.
i sit here sinking in my sorrows that society creates.
The others are surrounded by each other, the space between them crushed
While i have been locked out,
Left to be entertained by a false sense of reality.