beauty, grissom.
my blog seems way more csi centric than it is

my heart is broken. somebody fix it.
my walls are closing.
caught in a deep hole. stuck at the bottom
trying to reach for help.
slow the clock that’s ticking loud.
I feel that time is running out.
and all that’s left to do is let it wind down.

where do I even start,
to pick it up when it’s falling apart?
where do I even start?
why does it seem so hard?

opened the door into a nightmare.
which I could go back home.

where do I even start,
to pick it up when it’s falling apart?
where do I even start?
why does it seem so hard?


  • everyone: it's just a tv show
  • you: YOU KNOW NOTHING