it's only a matter of time now.
i can't believe how..
how sad this life is.
i've done nothing but hide and runaway
run away from everyone
run away from my fears
there's no where to run now
even now i can here the sickening sound
that slick sound of mold latching and turning everything it touches to...
to nothing.
even if it wasn't taking over the room
i have no choice
i'm infected anyway.
if only i've stayed out
if only i left when i still could
i would've taken the rumbling head on
i wouldn't care if i saw any more molded outside
or care about how hot the ground felt underneath my fingers
or how my lungs burned from the density of the air.
...
i'm speeding to get the files a1 sent me out now.
there's still a few building blocks left, that's what a1 said
i have to warn them before i expire.
what the infection process is.
i hope someone sees this
a1